The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The satchel was heavy, a dead weight against Elias’s shoulder that dragged his spine into a permanent curve. "You will not leave the palace grounds until the Chancellor has finished his inspection," the guard said, his voice flat and bored, like a man reading a list of inventory. "It is protocol." Elias adjusted the strap, the leather biting into his neck. "Protocol," he repeated, the word...

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