The Wistful Throne

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The iron gate of Blackwood Manor did not creak when Sergeant Elias Thorne opened it. It swung with a silence so profound it felt like a held breath, the hinges oiled by generations of unseen hands. Elias stood in the courtyard, his uniform pressed to a severe crispness, the fabric stiff against the damp evening air. He was a man carved from granite and duty, his face a map of lines etched by...

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