The Pale Tower
Chapter One "You’re dismissed, Brannigan. Your temper is a liability, and your northern blood is a stain we no longer wish to scrub." Lord Vane did not look up from the ledger. He sat in the damp corner of the library, the air heavy with wet wool and old paper, while I stood rigid, my hands clasped behind my back until the knuckles whitened. I had served twelve years in the Pale Tower, a place...
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