The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

Chapter One Vazgen Georgiev ground the lotus root against the stone, the pestle heavy in his palm, the texture gritty and damp. The powder smelled of wet earth and something sharper, metallic, like old blood. He was forty years old, an imperial apothecary, and his hands were steady, though the air in the cellar was heavy with decay. The Chancellor’s cough had been killing him for three months,...

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