The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain fell not as water, but as a fine, grey silt that coated the cobblestones of the lower city in a layer of dust that smelled of old iron and wet wool. Sir Alaric stood in the center of the market square, his armor dented and darkened by the morning’s skirmish, the leather of his gauntlets creaking with every slow, deliberate movement. He was not fighting. He was waiting. The crowd had...

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