The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The blade sang in the air, a thin, high note that cut through the silence of the throne room. Elias Thorne moved, his body a machine of muscle and memory, deflecting the first guard’s strike with a clang that rang off the stone floor. He was thirty-two, a veteran of the Royal Guard, but here, in the center of the hall, he was merely a man trying to stay alive. His sister, Mara, was held in the...

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