The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The vault smelled of wet stone and old iron, a scent that clung to the back of Thomas’s throat like the taste of blood. “Do you hear that?” Old Silas whispered, his voice thin in the heavy dark. He stood at the threshold of the Mirror Court, a room that should not have existed behind the Duke’s primary archive. “The glass is breathing. It takes the shape of what you fear most, not what you see....

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