The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The iron bar did not feel heavy in Thomas Ashworth’s hands, not in the way a burden is heavy, but in the way a limb is heavy, an extension of the self that had been forged in the same fire as his own bones. He stood in the center of the King’s Hall, the air thick with the scent of roasted meat, beeswax, and the sharp, metallic tang of fear that hung off the courtiers like a damp cloth. The...

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