The Distant Promise

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The paper lay on the table, yellowed and brittle, the ink faded to a brownish smear that looked less like text and more like dried blood. You read it three times, the words refusing to cohere, your eyes sliding over the familiar script of the Lord’s steward as if it were a foreign tongue. It was a demand for the return of the heir’s ledger, a document that did not exist in any living archive...

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