The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

Act I What does a crown cost when it is made of silence and the weight of a thousand years? I asked myself this as the smell of damp limestone and rotting peat rose from the vault, a scent that clung to the back of my throat like a bad penny. The Duke, a man whose name I had learned to associate with the sharp tang of copper and arrogance, stood before me in the high court of Aethelgard, his...

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