The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The feast hall of Blackwood Manor smelled of roasted boar, stale beer, and the sharp, metallic tang of old blood. It was a smell I had known since I was a child, a scent that clung to the wool of my coat and the wood of my bedframe long after the guests had gone. Outside, the rain lashed against the high windows, blurring the world into a gray smear, but inside, the firelight danced off the...

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