The Wistful Dinner

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The axe bites into the heartwood with a sound like a bone snapping. You are Silas, thirty years old, a Royal Guard of the First Cohort, and your hands are shaking not from the cold but from the weight of the command. The ancient Oak stands in the center of the palace courtyard, a twisted sentinel of black bark and silver leaves. The King has ordered its destruction by the winter solstice. The...

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