The Golden Quest
The ink on the final page of the Royal Edict was still wet, glistening like a fresh wound in the cold stone air of the scriptorium, when High Chancellor Aldous Vane swept the parchment from Elara’s hands and let it drop to the floor with a sound that was less a crash and more a heavy, definitive thud that seemed to absorb the light in the room. Elara stood frozen, her fingers splayed in the...
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