The Wistful Incense

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The petition was denied. Elias Thorne stood before the High Chancellor, his spine a rod of iron against the cold marble floor. The document in his hand was heavy, bound in leather that had gone stiff with age, listing twenty years of service, thirty-one campaigns, and the specific, bloody details of his loyalty to the Empire. He had come for the rank of Marshal. He had come to secure his son’s...

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