The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The year was 1342, and the air in the King’s court tasted of dust and old blood, a scent that had settled into the marrow of my bones during the twelve years I had served as a scribe, copying the decrees of men who did not bleed. My son, little Henry, lay in the infirmary with his skin yellowing and his breath coming in shallow, rattling gasps, a sight that had turned my stomach into a knot of...

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