The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the cobblestone streets and turned the air in the city of Oakhaven into a heavy, suffocating soup of mud and rot. Sir Edward Ashworth stood at the threshold of the High Tower, his back to the courtyard where the bodies of the mutineers lay cooling in the slush, and watched the mist creep up the ancient...

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