The Golden Quest
The seal broke. It did not shatter with the violence of a thunderclap, nor did it dissolve into mist. It fractured, a hairline crack running through the center of the heavy wax, splitting the embossed sigil of the King’s justice into two jagged halves. The sound was a low, resonant hum that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Thomas Bradshaw’s bones. He stood in the center of the Great Hall of...
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