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... ate, a wild celebration roared to life. Torches burned in iron sconces along the stone walls, casting flickering orange light over the lavish hall packed with mercenaries, guards, and drunkards. Laughter, belching, and the occasional brawl filled the air. Someone had brought a lute. Someone else had already broken it.
A long banquet table groaned under the weight of roasted boar, glazed fruits, overflowing pitchers of wine, and half-eaten pies. Spilled drink and blood marked the floor wi ...
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