The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The wind in the Carpathian passes did not howl so much as it screamed, a high, thin sound that seemed to drill directly into the marrow of my bones, and I wrapped my tattered cloak tighter around my shoulders while the iron crown my father had forced onto my head that morning sat heavy and cold against my scalp, a rusted weight that felt less like a symbol of royalty and more like a noose. I...

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