The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

"Look at her. Look at the glass." I held the mirror up. My hands did not shake. They never did. I had trained them to be still, to be stone, to be the unblinking eye of the court. The reflection stared back. It was not my face. It was the face of the Queen’s shadow. Pale. Thin. Hungry. "You are safe," I said. My voice was flat. A tool. "The spell holds." The woman in the glass did not answer....

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