The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The knife in Sir Aldric Vane’s hand was not a weapon but a tool of precision, its blade dull from the week’s service in the dungeon, yet he held it with the steady, clinical detachment of a man who had spent twenty years measuring the distance between a soul and its salvation. At the Grand Feast of the Iron Crown, the air was thick with the scent of roasted boar and the heavy, cloying perfume...

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