The Wistful Witness

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The hall was thick with the smoke of tallow and the heavy, cloying scent of roasted lamb, a feast laid out for the winter solstice by the Guild of Watchmen. The air vibrated with the low hum of a hundred conversations, a sea of murmurs that crashed against the stone walls and receded, only to rise again. In the center of this tumult stood Sir Julian Vance, a man carved from the same cold...

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