The Faded Frontier

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The fog did not merely obscure the path; it consumed it, a thick, grey soup that swallowed the highlands whole. Lord Vane stood at the edge of the cliff, his polished steel breastplate gleaming with a cold, artificial light that seemed to repel the mist around him. He held out the King’s seal, a heavy disc of lead and wax, its surface cracked and dull. "For your son, Elias," Vane said, his...

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