The Wistful Throne

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I was counting the coins in my pocket when the magistrate’s gavel fell, the sound sharp and final against the damp air of the court. Twelve pence. That was all I had left after paying for Elara’s medicine last week, a sum that bought only enough to keep the cough at bay for three days. I watched the dust motes dance in the single beam of light cutting through the barred window, my hands...

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