The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The air in the Great Hall of Aethelgard was thick with the scent of roasted boar and stale ale, a cloying sweetness that sat heavy on the tongue like a secret too large to swallow. We were gathered there, the remnants of the King’s guard, our armor dented and dark with the blood of men we had killed and men who had killed us, sitting on benches that groaned under the weight of our exhaustion....

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