The Wistful Throne

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Mahsa Jafari was scraping the salt crust off a mutton carcass when the shadows in the archive room first touched her ankles, a cold weight that pulled at her boots and refused to let go. She had been at the docks for thirty years, handling the animals, breaking down the ships, and keeping the ledgers of debt that bound this mining borough to the Crown, but the heat today was a physical fact, a...

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