The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The carriage wheels groaned against the cobblestones, a rhythmic, arrhythmic thrumming that seemed to mimic the erratic beating of Margaret’s heart as she approached the gates of the Citadel. The air in the capital was thick with the scent of damp stone and woodsmoke, a heavy, suffocating blanket that settled over the shoulders of the travelers who moved in solemn, single-file lines toward the...

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