The Distant Temple

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The cup in your hand is warm, but the handle is cracked. A hairline fracture runs from the rim to the base, a jagged scar that you have learned to hold with a specific, careful grip. You are standing in the center of the Great Hall, the air thick with the scent of beeswax and old stone. Around you, the courtiers shift in their silk and velvet, their eyes fixed not on the king, but on you. They...

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