The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The hall smells of roasted swan and wet wool, a thick, cloying scent that clings to the back of your throat as you stand before the great fire. The hearth is the only light source that matters, though the chandeliers above drip with hundreds of beeswax candles, their flames trembling in the draft that sweeps through the high, vaulted ceiling. You are watching your mother, Lady Elara, who sits...

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