The Pale Verdict
The letter lay on the desk, its seal broken, the ink already fading in the grey light of the morning. You read it three times, not because the words were difficult, but because the silence that followed each reading was heavier than the paper itself. It was a summons from the King, dated the second year of his reign, asking for your presence in the throne room regarding the health of the...
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