The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

Act I Ingrid Braun’s hands were stained with oak gall ink when she wiped the seal from the parchment. The Chancellor’s wax was red, the color of dried blood, and it crumbled under her thumbnail. She did not look up. The wind outside the palace window was shifting, a physical weight that pressed against the glass, threatening to knock the lanterns from their brackets. The hiss of the wicks was...

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