The Golden Maze
Chapter One Can a man buy back his youth with the price of his name? Siranush Beridze stood before the gate, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword that felt too heavy for his arm. He was forty-five, and the tremor in his fingers was no longer a secret. The court had whispered for months; the grain had failed, the credit was tight, and his knees ached when the snow began to fall. He did not...
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