The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The candle in your hand flickers, spilling a pool of tallow light across the dust-moted floor as you reach for the wine. It is the feast of the harvest, and the air inside the manor is thick with the smell of roasting lamb, stale beer, and the heavy, cloying perfume of the lilies in the center vase. You are Elias, forty-two years old, a scribe with ink-stained fingers and a heart that beats too...

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