The Distant Crown
Chapter One "You can’t stay here, Seamus. The damp is already in the plaster, and the Abbot’s men are at the gate." Elara stood in the doorway of the small room at the Abbey of Clonmacnoise, her face pale against the grey afternoon. She held their infant son, a boy of three months, wrapped in a wool blanket that smelled of the road and of fear. Behind her, the fog rolled in from the Shannon,...
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