The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The iron key was cold in Alaric’s hand, a forged thing of clumsy smithing that nevertheless turned in the lock of the royal vault with a satisfying, heavy click. He was thirty-two years old, a knight of the old guard, and he had spent the last six months plotting this intrusion not out of greed, but out of a desperate, burning need to restore his family’s name. The King’s court had branded him...

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