The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The quill scratched against the parchment, a dry, tearing sound that cut through the heavy silence of the High Court. Margaret Ashworth stood at the lectern, her knuckles white around the wooden rail, reciting the Litany of Obedience for her father, the aging Chancellor. The light from the high windows was thin and gray, stripping the color from the stone walls and leaving only the stark...

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