The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

Hold it. You hold the locket. It is gold, heavy as a stone, cold as a grave. The hall smells of roasted boar and rot. King Aldric laughs. His voice is wet. He points at the treasury door. "Go," he says. "Fetch my wine. And bring me the light." You know what he means. The Golden Locket. The cure for the plague. Your sister, Mara, is burning in the slums. Her breath is a rattle. Her lips are...

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