The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The golden apple sat on the table, and the silence in the room was so thick it felt like damp wool. “Speak,” the Duke commanded, his voice rough with the grit of a throat unused to shouting. “Tell me what it whispers.” Elias did not look up. He looked at his hands. They were trembling, not from fear, but from the cold that had seeped through the stone floor of the throne room, a chill that had...

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