The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The ink started at the base of his throat, a small, black dot no larger than a pinhead. Elias Thorne felt it itch, a dry, papery sensation against the skin. He looked up from his plate, the roast beef cold and grey in the dim light of the kitchen. Mara was staring at him, her fork suspended halfway to her mouth. The seal pulsed, a slow, rhythmic throb that matched the beat of his own heart. He...

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