The Distant Promise

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The vial in your hand is not for the King, Elias. It is for the ledger, and the ledger is for me. Silas spoke from the shadows of the alchemy chamber, his voice a dry rasp that seemed to scrape against the stone walls, a sound like parchment tearing in a cold wind. Elias Thorne stood frozen, the glass cylinder trembling in his grip, the iridescent liquid inside catching the flickering...

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