The Faded Portrait

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The ink was still wet on the parchment when Kael spoke, his voice low and careful, like a man handling a blade he knew would cut him. "You will not go to the North, Elara." I looked up from the map of the northern border, where my compass needle trembled against the vellum, seeking a north that felt increasingly distant. "My duty to the Crown requires my presence at the survey points," I said,...

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