The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The High Steward’s quill snapped against the parchment with a sound like a dry twig breaking. "You are denied," he said, his voice flat and final, like a door slamming in a windless room. "Your lineage is impure, Silas. The Court does not trade gold for the blood of the commoners. You will lose your post." I looked at the man, at the red ink bleeding into the white paper, at the way the light...

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