The Faded Shield
The Obsidian Mirror in the high tower of Aldenmere Castle did not show what was, but what was feared. Elara, the Queen’s First Lady, stood before the black glass, her breath fogging the surface only to be swallowed by the cold stone. She was thirty-two, a woman carved from duty and silence, and she had come here to find the face of her mother, a woman dead for twenty years, to prove she was not...
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