The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The ink was still wet on the parchment when Lord Vane’s hand closed around your wrist, his grip cold and absolute, snapping the quill in half and scattering black droplets across the pristine white surface of the royal ledger. You had intended only to correct a minor discrepancy in the debtors’ column, a technical adjustment that would secure Thomas’s release from the squalid cells beneath the...

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