The Wistful Silence
The letter lay on the wet stone of the courtyard, its seal broken, the ink still wet as if the quill had only just lifted. Elias Thorne read it twice, the paper trembling in his hands not from the cold but from the weight of the words within. It was a formal notice of suspension, issued by the High Council of the Iron Palace, citing "conduct unbecoming of the order" and "unauthorized pursuit of...
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