The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The smell of roasted meat hung thick in the air. It was a sweet, heavy scent. It coated the back of the throat. It clung to the stone walls. It refused to leave. Thomas stood at the edge of the hall. He wore the gray tunic of the steward. The fabric was rough against his skin. He felt the weight of the knife in his pocket. The handle was smooth. It was warm from his hand. He had held it all...

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