The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The feast in the great hall of Castle Ashworth was a loud thing, full of the smell of roasted pork and the wet noise of men drinking ale, but Kaelen heard none of it. He sat at the high table, his armor polished to a dull gleam, his hands resting on the tablecloth. In his left hand, he held a small, fractured silver key. It was cold, colder than the iron around him, and it hummed against his...

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