The Wistful Asylum

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Chapter One "You have until the frost sets in the canal, or I take the deed and the girl," the enforcer said, his hand resting on the hilt of a blade that had seen better decades. Immacolata Rinaldi stood in the doorway of the granary, her left arm hanging useless at her side, the bone beneath the skin a twisted white knot of pain that had been throbbing since the morning. She looked at the...

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