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A shroud of mist clung to the skeletal towers of the forgotten castle as James shouldered open the groaning oak doors, his hazel eyes already darting across the ruins for a glint of treasure. He stopped dead. Upon a dais of crumbling stone sat a throne, and upon that throne sat a prince. His skin was the chilling white of cracked porcelain, his stare the bleak grey of a winter sky. The air grew dense, charged with a silence that felt like a held breath. 'You have come a long way for a disappointment,' the prince murmured, his voice like stone grating on stone. James forced his lips into the smirk that was his armor, feeling his heart batter against his ribs. 'What makes you so certain of what I seek?' The prince tilted his head, an expression of cold curiosity. 'A thief's purpose is writt…