The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The banquet hall of the Ashworth estate was a cavern of light, illuminated by hundreds of candles that burned with a steady, predatory hunger, their flames trembling in the stale, heavy air that smelled of roasted pheasant, beeswax, and the faint, metallic tang of old blood. I stood at the edge of the crowd, my hands clasped behind my back to hide the tremor that had taken residence in my...

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