The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The letter lay on the workbench, its edges curling slightly in the damp air of the workshop, the ink smudged where Elias Thorne’s thumb had rested too long on the seal. It was a bill, in all but name, written in the Duke’s own hand, listing the debts of his father’s trade and the specific, terrifying cost of their repayment. Elias read it twice, the words blurring into a cold gray haze that...

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