The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The hall was thick with smoke and the smell of roasting meat. It was the feast of the lord, and the air hummed with a low, grinding tension that no amount of wine could smooth. Margaret sat at the edge of the table, her hands folded in her lap. They were pale hands, stained with the dirt of the garden. Around her, the men of the house raised their cups. Their faces were flushed, their voices...

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