The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The heavy iron key sat in Aldric’s palm, cold and slick with the damp of the corridor. It was a simple object, unadorned, yet it felt heavier than the ledger he had carried for three days. He stood before the door of the great hall, his boots sinking slightly into the rotting oak floorboards. The year was 1240, and the air inside Blackwood Fortress tasted of wet stone and old iron. Aldric was...

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