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RE: Monarch - Chapter 163: Whitefall XIX
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... ions. All throughout, the table at the center of the banquet hall beckoned. I salivated, staring at the spread.
My father had pulled out all the stops. The seemingly endless table was overflowing with every fruit, meat, and wine imaginable. Maybe Id start with the honeyed ham, or a turkey leg, or the gods-damned table itself if it meant I could finally eat. Stuff myself with splinters of wood soaked in grease from a hundred felled animals.
After years in the sanctum, even the roa ...
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