The Distant Affair

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The air in the cellar of Vane Manor tasted of rust and wet stone, a metallic tang that coated Elias’s tongue as he stood before the heavy oak table where Lord Vane sat in the gloom. Elias, a man of thirty years whose hands were permanently stained with the earth he tended above, demanded the deed to the estate, his voice trembling not with fear but with the desperate, primal need to save his...

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