The Wistful Dinner

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The draft in the stone hall was not merely cold; it was a living thing that sought the gaps in Arthur’s coat and the hollows of his stomach, a physical pressure that matched the weight of the parchment lying between them on the oak table. Lord Halloway, a man whose face had been carved by the same winds that eroded the castle walls, did not look up from the document, his voice a dry rasp that...

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