The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The coughing fit takes you before the words do. It is a violent, rattling thing, shaking your ribs against the cold stone of the keep’s upper gallery. You lean against the rough-hewn wall, gasping, while Lord Vane watches you from the shadows of the arched doorway. He does not move. He does not offer a hand. He simply waits, his face a mask of polite indifference, for the tremor to pass. You...

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