The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The banquet hall smelled of roasting boar and old stone, a heavy, suffocating perfume that clung to the wool of Sir Alistair’s tunic as he sat at the far end of the long oak table, his hands resting on the rim of his steel helm, fingers trembling with a fatigue that had nothing to do with the physical exertion of the day and everything to do with the quiet, rotting erosion of his soul. The...

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