The Faded Guest
"You are a coward, Elias. Your caution is a mask for your incompetence." The Baron’s voice was not loud, but it carried the weight of the heavy oak table between us, vibrating in the air like a struck bell. I stood in the center of the great hall, the afternoon light cutting sharp, slanting windows across the polished floorboards, illuminating the dust motes that danced in the cold draft. My...
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