The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

Penhaligon. The name was not shouted, but it carried the weight of a hammer blow, dropping from the mouth of old Silas like a stone into a still pond. Arthur looked up from his ledger, the quill poised in a hand that had gone white at the knuckles, and watched Silas struggle with the next word. The morning briefing had begun with the usual litany of thread counts and loom tensions, but now the...

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