The Wistful Throne

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Elias. The steward’s voice cut through the damp chill of the hall, sharp and final. You turned, your boots scraping against the cold stone floor, and saw him standing by the hearth. His face was gray, his hands trembling as he held out a ledger. The numbers were wrong. Again. You took the book, the paper brittle in your fingers, and felt the weight of the estate pressing down on your shoulders....

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