The Golden Maze
The parchment lay on the table, stained with the grease of the camp kitchen. Sir Kaelen read the order twice, his eyes tracing the jagged script of Lord Vane. It was a list of charges: desertion, mutiny, and the Madness of the Maze. At the bottom, the seal of the court was pressed in red wax, a heavy, final weight that crushed the air in the room. Kaelen did not sign. He folded the paper and...
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