The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The hall smelled of roasted boar and wet wool. Candlelight flickered against high stone walls, casting long, trembling shadows that danced like restless spirits. Lord Ashworth stood at the center of the feast. His armor was polished to a mirror shine. It reflected the faces of the lords who watched him. They did not smile. They watched. He was a man of the law. A soldier of the crown. His rank...

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