The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The thirteenth chime was a lie, a mechanical scream that tore through the silence of the Great Hall and shattered the illusion of order. Elias stood frozen near the base of the clock tower, his hands trembling not from cold but from the visceral shock of seeing the Duke’s face twist in rage. The Great Chime, the pride of the court and the measure of the kingdom’s time, had struck thirteen. It...

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