The Wistful Throne
Chapter One Vijay Chatterjee, a sergeant of the Iron Guard with twenty years of service, stood in the mist-choked barracks of Calcutta demanding the return of his ancestral jade circlet, which the High Commander had seized to mark him as a traitor. The room smelled of wet wool and old rust, and the fog outside ate the sound of the distant bells until only a dull thud remained against the glass....
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