The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The wine in the crystal goblets of the Citadel’s banquet hall was deep red, but it looked like blood in the candlelight, a color that seemed to mock the grey pallor spreading across my wife’s skin. I stood at the edge of the long oak table, my captain’s sash heavy against my chest, watching the High Council laugh over roasted pheasant and stale bread. I had come here not to feast, but to secure...

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