The Pale Protocol
Chapter One Yolande Boudreaux wrote the letter on a sheet of paper that smelled of damp lime and old tobacco, the ink blurring slightly where her hand trembled against the table at ninety-six of Widow's Landing. She was thirty-two, a captain in the King’s service, and she was asking her father, the Supreme Commander, for permission to execute the Pale Protocol, a ritual that required the...
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