The Golden Circuit

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The ink is still wet on the seal of my last letter, and I can feel the heat rising from the parchment, a dry, suffocating heat that has nothing to do with the fire in the grate. I am writing to you, Father, not to beg, but to demand what is rightfully mine: the golden ring that was my mother’s, the only proof that I am not a bastard of the court, a physician without a name, a man whose hands...

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