The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The ink is dry, but the debt is not. Arthur’s hand trembled as he dipped the quill into the vial. It was not a tremor of cold, though the stone floor of the scriptorium bit into his bare feet. It was the vibration of a wire pulled too tight, a physical resonance that hummed in his teeth. He was twelve years old, the King’s junior scribe, and he was terrified. The Royal Ledger lay open before...

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