The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

Chapter One She remembered the weight of the musket ball, cast from lead and regret, sitting heavy in her palm as she fought the fever. It was a strange thing to recall, years later, the precise density of that cold metal against her skin, the way it ground against her knuckles as she grappled with the intruder in the damp stone infirmary of the Abbey. The air had been heavy with mildew and...

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