The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mud sucked at Edward’s boots with a wet, viscous sound, a noise that seemed to rise from the very bones of the earth. He stood in the center of the courtyard, his breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps that misted in the cold morning air. Around him, the remnants of the siege lay still. The wooden palisades were splintered and blackened, and the air smelled of smoke, iron, and the copper tang...

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