The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The road to Blackwood Manor was a ribbon of mud that had hardened into grey stone under the weight of three centuries. Sir Kaelen rode his horse, a weary mare named Cinder, with a spurs that dug into her flank not from anger but from the frantic, drumming beat of his own heart. He was thirty years old, though the hollows under his eyes made him look a decade older, and in his saddlebag he...

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