The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The crown did not fit. It never had. It sat upon the head of King Aethelred like a iron cage, heavy with the weight of centuries, cold and indifferent to the pulse beneath it. Elicia watched from the shadows of the throne room, her hands folded in her lap, her fingers white with the strain of holding her own shape together. The air in the great hall was thick, tasting of old stone and the...

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