The Wistful Mirror

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The order was a single sheet of heavy, cream-colored paper, the ink still wet and smelling of iron and pine tar. I read it twice, the parchment rough against my thumb, before I signed my name, Kaelen, Captain of the Iron Guard, in a hand that shook only slightly. The High Marshal’s seal, a blacked-out lion, stared back at me, a void where a face should be. I wanted to break the Mirror of...

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