The Wistful Dinner
The vial of saffron oil sat on the marble counter, its amber liquid trembling in the cold air of the kitchen, a small, bright eye staring back at you. You are Elias, the Court Physician, and in your hands you hold the fate of your brother, Thomas, who rots in the damp cells of the Citadel for the crime of sedition. Your want is singular and desperate: you must secure the King’s pardon before...
0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 2 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση