The Heir of Blackwood Barracks

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The monsoon rain fell on the Bengal border like a judgment Arthur Pendelton had not yet earned. He stood at the edge of the Blackwood encampment, his uniform soaked through, his boots caked in mud that smelled of rotting vegetation and something else—something coppery that he refused to name. Twenty-three hours ago, a sepoy raiding party had struck the supply line. Twenty-three hours ago,...

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