The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The feast hall of Duke Thorne’s castle was a cavern of noise and heat, the air thick with the scent of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the unwashed bodies of two hundred men and women. Sir Aldric stood near the edge of the dais, his armor polished to a mirror shine that reflected the flickering torchlight, yet he felt as though he were standing in a void. His eyes were fixed on Elara, the Duke’s...

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