The Faded River

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The Faded River

The morning air in the Great Hall of the Palace of Ashworth was thin and sharp, carrying the scent of wet stone and old dust. Elara sat on the floor, her back against the cold base of a marble pillar, her hands folded in her lap. She was twelve years old, but her spine held a rigidity that belonged to an old woman. Around her, the courtiers of the King moved with the fluid grace of water, their...

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