The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The air in the great hall of the Duke’s manor hung thick with the scent of roasted venison and the metallic tang of old blood, a combination that Elias had learned to associate with the particular flavor of his own silence. He sat at the long oak table, his hands folded neatly over his knees, watching the candlelight dance across the faces of the courtiers who feasted with the reckless abandon...

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