The Distant Affair

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The rain had been falling for three days, a gray, unceasing curtain that blurred the edges of the world until the manor house stood alone, a black stone tooth against the white sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of damp wool and the sharper, metallic tang of the ink that stained Marguerite’s fingers. She sat at the heavy oak table in the scriptorium, her back straight, her eyes fixed...

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