The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The air in the Great Hall smelled of roasted pork, spilled wine, and the heavy, cloying scent of lilies that lined the altar. I stood at the edge of the table, my hands folded in my lap, feeling the weight of the ceremonial robes my father had draped over my shoulders before the feast began. They were heavy, woven from threads of spun gold that caught the candlelight and threw it back in sharp,...

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