The Distant Crown
Chapter One Could a man buy his daughter’s life with grain that would kill her? Opal Ledbetter stood in the wet clay of the border pass, the mud sucking at the wheels of his cart, the wood groaning under the weight of the sacks. He was forty years old, a merchant of small goods and larger debts, and he had spent the last three days hauling flour and rye toward the capital, hoping to clear the...
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