The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The High Court of Aldenmere smelled of damp stone and old fear. Sir Kaelen Ashworth stood before the dais, his knees locking with a painful pop that sent a shock of arthritis up his spine. He was forty-five, a man whose body had become a ledger of debts paid in blood and rain. Across the marble floor, the King, a frail man of seventy wrapped in furs that did little to ward off the chill,...

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