The Distant Joke
Chapter One Katerina Christodoulou remembered the weight of the mud before she remembered the sound of the bells. It was a cold, wet weight that had seeped through the soles of her straw sandals and settled deep in the bones of her legs, a physical fact that anchored her to the earth even as her mind drifted back to the moment the guards had taken her husband. The imperial court did not smell...
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