The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The salt in the air tasted of copper, a taste Dolores Beltrán had known since she was six, when the well digger first drove his rod into the earth and the water came up black. She stood now in the ruins of the Old Citadel, a place that should not have existed in the shadow of the modern colonias, yet here it stood, its stones weeping dampness that froze on her skin. The Lich King’s debt was due...

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