The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The candle wax pooled black and sticky on the tablecloth, a small, deliberate wound in the white linen. Elias Thorne adjusted his cufflinks, the silver cold against his wrist, and watched the guests. Thirty-two years old, and he felt the weight of the estate in his marrow, a debt measured not in pounds but in rot. He had invited the county’s finest, the men and women who controlled the purse...

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