The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain struck the stone like a drum. I held my shield high. The iron groaned. My arms burned. Across the courtyard, the King’s men advanced. They were many. I was one. My breath came in short, sharp gasps. It tasted of blood. It tasted of rust. I knew they would kill me. I had always known. I am Sir Julian Thorne. I was the Captain of the Guard. I was the sword that did not bend. But today,...

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