The Golden Visit
"You have brought me a lie," the King said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate in the stones of the throne room, a sound like distant thunder trapped in a bottle of ancient glass. "You have brought me a shadow dressed in the skin of a man, and you expect me to bow to it?" I stood there, my knees locked together from the sheer weight of the silence, my hands hanging loose at my sides,...
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