The Distant Blade
"Your heart is a clock with a broken gear, Camille, and no amount of polishing the case will make it keep time." The words hung in the air of the maintenance office, sharp and final, spoken by Marguerite, his sister, who had spent thirty years managing the palace’s plumbing and electrical grids. She did not look up from the ledger she was balancing, a column of figures for the new boiler...
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