The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The ink is still wet on the parchment when the King’s laughter stops, leaving a silence so heavy it feels like a physical weight pressing against your eardrums. You stand in the antechamber, your fingers white-knuckled around the rolled petition, the leather binding creaking under the strain of your grip. King Aldric sits upon the high throne, his face a mask of bored amusement, the gold of his...

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