The Faded Portrait

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The silence in the High Council chamber was not empty but heavy, a physical weight that pressed against Elias Thorne’s eardrums and settled in the hollows of his knees, a silence born of the collective, breathless anticipation of thirty men who had not seen a scribe refuse the Edict of Exile in four generations. Elias stood before the long oak table, his hands trembling not from the cold that...

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