The Pale Dance
The weight of the iron key was exactly three pounds and four ounces, a fact I had verified against the scales in the guardhouse cellar before Lord Vane arrived, because in this line of work, precision is the only currency that does not devalue. I counted the stitches in the leather sheath of my sword, forty-two in total, while I waited for the summons, knowing that every one of them represented...
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