The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The ring was cold. It had always been cold. I held it in my left hand, a sliver of gold that felt like a shard of ice against the skin. It belonged to my sister, Elara. Or rather, it had belonged to her. Now it belonged to me. The misunderstanding sat in my chest like a stone swallowed whole. I thought I had stolen it. I thought I had betrayed her. The office hummed. It was a low, electric...

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