The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The air in the great hall of Vane Keep tasted of roasted swan and stale wine, a cloying sweetness that coated the tongue and settled heavy in the throat. Thomas, fifteen and lean as a whetstone, stood by the hearth, his hand resting on the pommel of a sword that felt too large for his grip, watching the candles flicker against the shadows of the vaulted ceiling. Lord Blackwood sat at the high...

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