The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The coat hangs on the back of the chair, a heavy, charcoal wool thing that smells of damp wool and old tobacco, and you are standing in the center of the grand ballroom, the one that smells of beeswax and decay, watching it sway slightly in the draft that comes from nowhere. It is not just a coat. It is a skin you shed to survive the court, a layer of insulation against the cold, sharp gaze of...

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