The Wistful Mountain

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The ink was still wet on the ledger when Chancellor Thorne looked at me, his eyes dry and flat as stones in a riverbed. I had spent three years tracing the grain shipments from Northumbria, cross-referencing the royal tariffs with the private ledgers of the Duke’s stewards. The numbers did not lie. They screamed. A deficit of four thousand silver marks, siphoned away over a decade, buried under...

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