The Distant Threshold

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The blade is heavy, heavier than it looked in the armory, and the hilt is slick with the cold sweat of my palm. "Captain Thorne," the King’s voice rasps from the high seat, "is the traitor secured?" I do not answer. I am marching. The stone floor of the throne room is damp, a thin film of moisture that seeps into the leather of my boots, making every step a small, wet slip. The air is thick,...

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