The Distant Legend
The glass shattered against the marble floor with a sound that seemed too loud for the room, yet Vane did not look up from his plate of roasted duck, his eyes fixed on the center of the table as if the broken crystal were merely a minor interruption in the course of the meal. "You are tense, Elias," he said, his voice carrying the smooth, unbothered cadence of a man who has never had to worry...
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