The Golden Suspect

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The fever had taken hold of Elara’s left hand, the fingers twisting into a claw that gripped the air as if grasping for a rope in a drowning sea. It was the third day of the siege, and the walls of the Citadel of Aethelgard shook with the rhythm of the battering rams below. Inside the Great Hall, the air was thick with the scent of burning wax and the metallic tang of fear. Elara stood before...

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