The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The smell of yeast and burnt sugar clings to your fingers, a scent that has become so intrinsic to your identity that you can no longer distinguish it from the smell of your own skin, yet it is this very scent that Lord Vane’s steward, a man with eyes like polished flint, finds offensive as he stands in the doorway of your bakery, holding a ledger that smells of ink and malice. He does not wait...

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