The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The gold was broken. Not bent, not dented, but shattered into jagged shards that caught the candlelight like frozen lightning. Elara Vane stood in the center of the high hall, her twelve-year-old hands trembling so violently that the pieces clattered against the stone floor. She did not look up. She knew the silence that followed was heavier than the stone arches above. Lord Vane stood at the...

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