The Distant Journey

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The candle sputters in the iron sconce, casting long, trembling shadows against the stone walls of the nursery, and you stand rigid in the center of the room, your hand resting on the pommel of your sword, your knuckles white with the effort of keeping your breath shallow. The infant, Princess Elara, sleeps in the cradle of dark oak, her face a soft, pale map of innocence that seems to mock the...

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