The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain fell on the cobblestones of Alderbury like a curse. Kaelen stood at the gate. He did not look back. His hands were bound by the city guard, the rough hemp biting into his wrists. He was a soldier of the High Watch, a man who had killed for the King and for the Law. Now he was a prisoner. The city was old. It was built of stone and silence. The towers rose like broken fingers against...

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