The Distant Whispers

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Thorne, you are dismissed. The words hung in the air of the Great Hall, heavy and cold as the stone above them. Chancellor Elias Thorne stood before the throne of King Aldric, his hands trembling not from age, but from the sudden, violent seizing of his left arm, a pain that had become a constant companion in the final years of his life. He was forty years old, yet his hair had turned the color...

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