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The Mantle of Stone  by Sphinx
He looks at them ever, faithful gazer of the Pillars. Their mantle was high, their sword unyielding. Would one inherit it? He wonders. A stranger he meets, who reminds him of the identity of the one who sits on the throne. Featuring a live canon character, who I hope is recognizable. Birthday fic for Joanna.
Status: Complete
Chapter Prologue: 3

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