The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The banquet hall of Aethelgard smelled of roasted lamb and old stone. You sat at the long oak table, your hands trembling slightly as you held your goblet of wine. Around you, the Council of Wardens drank and laughed, their voices bouncing off the vaulted ceiling, but you heard only the low, grinding hum beneath the floorboards. The city was moving again. The cobblestones outside the window...

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