The Wistful Witness
The ink was still wet on the petition when Elias Thorne noticed the figure standing behind the throne, a silhouette cut from the shadow of the tapestry, its head tilted with the precise, hollow curiosity of a dog watching a door. Elias did not look up; he kept his eyes fixed on the King’s boots, which were polished to a mirror shine that reflected the underside of the heavy oak table, a dark...
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