The Golden Suspect

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The hall smelled of wet wool and candle wax. It was a smell that clung to the skin, heavy and suffocating, like a shroud. Inside the stone fortress, the air was thick with the breath of two hundred men. They sat at long tables, their hands wrapped around mugs of ale that sweated in the cold. The fire in the central hearth crackled, spitting sparks into the darkness above. It was a feast for the...

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