The Faded River
The surveyor’s compass had been out of calibration for three days, a fact Elias Thorne knew with the cold certainty of a man who had checked the instrument against the magnetic north at dawn, noon, and dusk, yet the discrepancy remained, a stubborn error of two degrees that threatened to unravel the entire eastern boundary of the Kingdom. At thirty-four, Elias was the youngest royal...
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