Chapter 150 – The Weight of Disappointment

Alaric

The great hall of Silvercrest glows under morning light caught and broken by high panes of stained glass. Gold-threaded tapestries pour down the walls in silks and winter dyes. Hunts, treaties, the founding of our city on the river’s bend.

The floor is a mosaic of lapis and onyx, the cres...

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