The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The fog had stopped the boats for three days, sealing the mountain town in a damp, grey silence that pressed against the windows of the salt office. Ljubomir Petrovic stood before the throne room doors, his knees trembling not from fear, but from the cold that had settled into his bones like rust. He was forty-two, a royal guard whose body had begun to betray him, yet his duty remained a rigid,...

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