The Wistful Letter

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The ink was still wet on the ledger of state debts when Elara’s fingers brushed the seal, a wax disc the color of dried blood, pressed into the corner of a page that should have contained only figures. She was thirty-four, a scribe of the third rank, and her hands were steady enough to transcribe the crown’s expenditures down to the last farthing, but now they trembled as she recognized the...

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