The Distant Crown

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2026-08-19 20:22:16 -

The Distant Crown

The rain fell in sheets of gray silk, washing the cobblestones of the High Court until they shone like black mirrors. I stood in the corner, my armor cold against my skin. It was heavy. Always heavy. The metal had grown into me over the years, a second skin that tasted of iron and old blood. I watched Lord Vane. He sat at the high table, his fingers drumming on the mahogany. A rhythmic tap....

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