The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The gold band sat in the center of the table, catching the grey light of the throne room. It was a simple thing, unadorned, but to Sir Kaelen, it was the only solid thing left in a world that had turned to smoke. He stood before King Aldric, his hands clasped behind his back, his knuckles white. The King did not look at him. He looked at the ring. "War requires tribute," the King said. His...

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