The Golden Song
The feast in the high hall of Castle Blackwood was not a celebration of joy but a ritual of endurance, the long oak table groaning under the weight of roasted boar, barrels of ale, and the heavy silence of thirty vassals who had gathered to witness the sentencing of the lord’s son, a man whose crime was not theft or murder but the harboring of a secret that had begun to rot the very stones of...
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