The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

Chapter One Ibrahim Ozturk stood in the damp corridor of the East Wing, his boots sinking into the mud that seeped from the stone floor, while the walls wept a thin, persistent mist that smelled of iron. He was twenty-four years old, a guard with a debt of three silver marks to feed his starving sister, and the hunger in his belly was a hollow, grinding thing that had nothing to do with the...

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