The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The oak table groaned under the weight of the roast. Steam rose in thick, white ribbons, curling around the crystal glasses like ghosts seeking a body. In the center sat the pheasant, its plumage stripped and pinioned, a trophy laid bare for the judgment of the room. Captain Elias Thorne sat at the head, his spine rigid as a drawn sword. He did not eat. He watched the knife. His son, Julian,...

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