The Distant Temple

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The ledger of the Duke of Aethelgard’s household was a heavy thing, bound in cracked leather that smelled of tallow and old sweat, and Thomas Bradshaw had counted the pages three times before he dared to open it. There were four hundred and twelve entries for the month of October, each one a small death of coin, a record of what was taken and what was owed. He sat at the oak desk in the...

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