The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The ledger is open, and the ink is still wet, but the hand holding the pen has begun to glow. Elara Vane did not look down. She kept her eyes on Master Thorne, who sat behind a desk of dark oak, the wood polished by decades of nervous sweat and administrative fear. The light in the room was grey, filtered through the high, narrow windows of the Mint’s administrative wing, casting long, pale...

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