Bought by the Dragon's Fire

The tax office smelled of ink and wet wool. Half the bridge had come to watch, because a crowd always comes.
Lysa Mern stood at the rail with the ledger open, and she smiled when she saw me.
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The tax office smelled of ink and wet wool. Half the bridge had come to watch, because a crowd always comes.
Lysa Mern stood at the rail with the ledger open, and she smiled when she saw me.
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