The Wistful Crossroads

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The great hall of the Ashworth estate did not smell of wine or roasted venison, but of wet stone and ancient, suffocating dust, a smell that seemed to seep through the soles of Edith’s shoes and climb the hollows of her bones as she stood in the center of the circular room, surrounded by the silent, staring eyes of the courtiers who had gathered to witness the ritual of succession. The air was...

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