The Wistful Mirror

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The parchment was thin, brittle at the edges, and smelled faintly of the iron-rich water that ran through the Duke’s estate. Sir Kaelen held it by the corner, his fingers trembling so violently that the paper shivered like a leaf in a gale. He was forty years old, a knight of the Iron Guard, and in three years he had aged a decade. The tincture he had swallowed that morning, a bitter black...

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