The Wistful Witness

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Thorne. The name was not a question; it was a summons, barked by the High Steward from the head of the long oak table, the sound of it cracking against the vaulted ceiling like a whip. You stood in the center of the banquet hall, the air thick with the scent of roasting venison and old wax, your stomach turning over with a nausea that had nothing to do with the food. You wanted the estate, you...

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