The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

"The wine is poisoned." Sir Elias Thorne’s voice cut through the clatter of silver and the low hum of the feast, sharp as a blade drawn from a sheath. The obsidian keep of Lord Vane was thick with the scent of roasted pheasant and damp stone, the air so heavy with heat and sweat that the candles on the high tables wasnd, their flames trembling under the weight of the room’s collective silence....

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