The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The iron gates of Aethelgard’s high court groaned open, admitting a draft that smelled of wet stone and old blood, and Sir Kaelen stepped forward, his boots striking the flagstones with a rhythm that had kept time to his heart for twenty years of service. He was forty, his face a map of scars earned in border skirmishes, and he stood before the throne where King Aldric sat, a man who looked...

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