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Chapter One Do you know what it costs to keep a secret in a house where the walls bleed ink? I am Hannelore Bauer, thirty-two years old, a scribe of the third rank in the imperial salt office, and I have spent the last four months calculating the price of my own life in years of skin. The air in this border town is heavy with brine and wet wool, a physical weight that presses against the lungs,...
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