The Faded Frontier

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The decree is final, you see. High Priest Aldous did not look at Kaelen as he spoke, but at the goblet in his hand, turning the pale wine until the light caught the sediment. The Hall of the Returning was thick with the smell of roasted goat and damp wool, a feast held for those who had survived the border skirmishes of the last decade. Kaelen stood at the edge of the table, his left arm fused...

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