The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The rain had stopped, leaving the air thick with the scent of wet stone and old iron. "Is it done?" asked the King. His voice was soft, almost gentle, like a man asking for a cup of tea. Thomas Whitmore did not look up. He kept his eyes on the map spread before him, the parchment yellowed by candlelight and years of careful handling. "The borders are secure, Your Majesty. The northern garrisons...

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