The Wistful Throne

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The rain lashed against the high, narrow windows of the outer hall, a relentless drumming that seemed to mock the silence of the man who stood in the corner. Elias Thorne, his hands clasped behind his back in a posture of rigid, practiced submission, watched the guards shift their weight and whisper among themselves. He had traveled for three months, crossing the frozen passes of the north to...

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