The Golden Circuit

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2026-08-21 18:42:29 -

The banquet hall smelled of roasted lamb and wet wool. It was a smell that clung to the stone walls of the Abbey of Saint Jude, a place where the air was always thick with incense and the heavy, unspoken weight of centuries. Elara stood by the far wall, her hands resting on the cold marble of a pillar. She watched the knights and the lords move through the hall like smoke. They laughed. They...

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