The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The hall smelled of wet wool and old stone. Sir Aldous stood before the throne, his knees locked, his hands hanging at his sides. He had come to beg for his brother, Thomas, whose treason had cost the Crown a garrison and a reputation. He wanted the King’s pardon. He wanted the debt of blood settled so that Thomas might live. King Edward watched him with eyes that seemed to look through the...

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