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The Length of the Table

Autor: Riel
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-04-14 18:48:03
I smile. Saccharine.

“I’ll stand, thank you.”

He watches me for a second. Then another.

He nods.

“The seat will be there whenever you’re done standing.”

His gaze flicks to the side.

He gestures to the servants, and they begin bringing in trays.

And more trays.

And then even more.

The smell arrives first.

It slides into the room before the food fully does. Warm. Layered.

Roasted meat glazed in something sweet and smoky, the scent curling through the air like a deliberate te
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