The Faded Masquerade

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The blade of your sword is slick with blood that is not yours, and the mist of Aethelgard tastes of iron and old rot. You are Silas, thirty-two, a knight of the Court, and you have come to the ruins of Blackwood Manor to retrieve the Crown of Whispers. It is stolen, you are told, a relic of power that must be returned to the King. You do not believe this. You believe you are here to wash the...

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