The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mud in the courtyard was cold enough to seep through the soles of your boots, a dampness that settled into your bones and refused to leave, but you kept your eyes fixed on the parchment spread across the oak table, the ink still wet, the signature of the Northern Clan Chief missing only the final stroke. You were Elias Thorne, thirty-two years old, a border warden of the Oakhaven Corps, and...

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