The Golden Master
Chapter One The drizzle that had persisted for ten days turned the red laterite roads of Chiang Mai into a slurry that swallowed the wheels of the merchant carts, slowing the flow of goods and credit until the air itself felt heavy with debt. In the shadow of the old palace walls, where the mist clung to the teak pillars like a damp shroud, Chaiya Rattanakosin stood watch with his lungs burning...
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