The Wistful Crossroads

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Chapter One Harald Kvist stood before the King, the salt of the thaw biting into his boots, and asked for his wife’s life. He was a thirty-year-old guard, a man who had kept the perimeter for twelve winters, and he knew that the light in the throne room was failing, turning the stone floor to a grey bruise. The King did not look at Harald. He looked at the royal stag, which lay in the center of...

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