The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The banquet hall smelled of roasted boar and stale perfume, a thick, cloying mixture that seemed to cling to the velvet drapes like a second skin. I stood near the pillar, adjusting the cuffs of my tunic, my fingers trembling slightly as they brushed the silk. It was not the wine that affected me, nor the raucous laughter of the nobles who circled the tables like sharks in dark water, but the...

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