The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The carriage wheels churned the mud of the lane, sending a spray of brown earth against the glass as Mara’s face pressed against the pane, a silent, desperate plea for him to stop her, but Elias Thorne stood rooted in the threshold of the vineyard, his hands resting on the rough-hewn stone of the cellar entrance, watching until the dust settled and the silence of the ancient hills reclaimed the...

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