The Distant Legend
The ledger of the King’s Astronomical House was a book of debts, and Elara counted the silver in it with the same weary precision she used to tally the hours of her confinement. Three hundred marks for the restoration of the astrolabe. That was the price of her father’s name, or so the court believed. The device sat on the velvet-cushioned table in the center of the room, a tarnished disc of...
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