The Golden Suspect

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The smoke in the war room was thick enough to taste, a cloying mix of beeswax, damp wool, and the metallic tang of fresh blood that had not yet been scrubbed from the stone floor. Alaric stood before the High Chancellor, his hands trembling not from fear, but from the desperate, physical need to secure the pardon that hung over his family like a guillotine blade. The Chancellor, a brutal...

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