The Wistful Throne

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The bell in the tower of the White Abbey had not rung for a century, a silent iron tongue hanging in the cold air, yet today it sang, a low, mournful thrum that vibrated in the marrow of the stone and the bones of those who listened, and in the high chamber where the air smelled of dried lavender and old dust, the young woman known as Elara stood before the Great Mirror, a vessel of polished...

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