The Distant Threshold

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The sword sang. A thin, high note. It cut the air. Then it hit bone. Maren gasped. She pushed the blade away. Not hard. Just enough. The man fell. He scrambled back. His face was pale. White as chalk. "Stay back," he whispered. He was the King’s Guard. I knew that. He wore the blue cloak. The crest was a lion. The lion was gold. It was tarnished now. Maren did not attack. She stood still. Her...

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