The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The hawk landed on the high window sill of the King’s study with a sound like a dry bone snapping, its feathers ruffled and dull against the bright, polished mahogany, and the boy, Thomas, who was not a boy but a courtier in the making, stood frozen in the doorway with a bowl of porridge in his hands, the steam rising from it in thin, grey ribbons that curled around his face like the ghosts of...

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