The Wistful Throne
The fire in the east wing was not a fire, but a sound, a low, grinding roar that seemed to come from the floorboards themselves, and you stood in the center of the room with your hands pressed over your ears, trying to keep the memory of Julian’s face from burning through your skin. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, the warden of Blackwood Estate, and your job is to keep the ledger...
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