The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The air in the antechamber was thick with the scent of burnt sugar and old blood, a cloying sweetness that clung to the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He stood before the Pale Door, a slab of marble so white it seemed to bleed light into the gloom of the hall, his hands trembling as he uncorked the vial of elixir. The King lay on the bed behind him, a husk of a man whose breath rattled like dry...

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