The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

In the palm of her hand, the iron seal was warm, not with the heat of a recently used tool, but with the dry, persistent warmth of a living thing. Elara Ashworth turned it over, her thumb tracing the worn grooves of the crest, a falcon clutching a key, the metal smooth as river stone from decades of her father’s and then her husband’s handling. The smell of the magistrate’s office hit her...

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