The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The iron key was heavy in Sir Kaelen’s hand, cold enough to bite into the meat of his palm. It was a simple thing, forged by a smith in the lower town, its teeth worn smooth by years of turning locks that held nothing of value. Yet as he stood before the High Court, the weight of it seemed to anchor him to the stone floor, a physical counterbalance to the invisible weight of the accusation. The...

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