The Wistful Throne

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The fog in the valley of Oakhaven did not lift. It sat heavy and white against the stone walls of the keep, a shroud that swallowed the morning and bled into the night. Inside the great hall, the air was thick with the scent of damp wool and old iron. Elias stood before the throne, not as a king, but as a man holding a burden that had outlived the hand that had first grasped it. The throne was...

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