The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The parchment was heavy, damp with the cellar’s perpetual chill, and smelled of iron and old rot. Elias Thorne held it up to the single tallow candle, his fingers trembling not from cold but from the sudden, crushing weight of what the ink said. The ledger, a slim volume bound in cracked leather, did not record the Duke’s victories in the North, but the payments made to the rebels to ensure...

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