The Golden Maze
The feast was a roar of noise and grease. Candles guttered in the iron sconces. The air was thick. It smelled of roast pork and wet wool. It smelled of fear. Lord Aldric sat at the head of the table. He was a large man. His face was round and red. He ate with his hands. He ate with great joy. He did not look at his son. Elian sat at the far end. He was young. He was thin. His hands trembled in...
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