The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The feast in the great hall of Castle Aylmer was a cacophony of silver on pewter and the wet, rhythmic tearing of roasted swan, yet to Sir Caelan, the sounds seemed to arrive only after a long, muffled delay, as if he were hearing them through the thick wool of a burial shroud. He sat at the high table, his hands resting on the oak, which was scarred by centuries of elbows and spilled wine, and...

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