The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The blade was already raised, the steel trembling not from Elias’s hand but from the air itself, a shimmering distortion that turned the gilded ceiling into a warped mirror. He stood in the center of the throne room, thirty-four years old, his uniform crisp and grey, the fabric feeling heavy and wet against his skin as if he were standing in deep water. Before him, Chancellor Vane sat on the...

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