The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The parchment was heavy, the ink still wet in the center, smelling of iron and gall. Elias held it with hands that trembled not from cold, but from the sheer, physical weight of the refusal. He stood before the high-backed chair of King Edward, the throne room echoing with the sharp, dry sound of a quill scratching against a ledger somewhere in the shadows. The King did not look up from his own...

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