The Distant Cartograph

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The feast hall smelled of roasted boar and stale wine, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of Elias Vane’s throat. He stood before the dais, the parchment map rolled tight in his trembling hands, the weight of it heavier than the iron chains he knew awaited him in the cellar below. The Duke of Avarice, a man whose face was a topography of greed and cruelty, did not look at the map. He...

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