The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The silence in the Hall of High Justice was not empty but thick, a viscous thing that pressed against your eardrums like deep water, carrying the faint, metallic scent of ozone and the damp, rotting perfume of the orchids that lined the marble steps, which you had tended since before you could remember the taste of your own mother’s milk, for you are the Gardener of the Court, a title that...

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