The Faded Portrait
The parchment lay on the oak table, its edges curling like dead leaves, and Thomas Bradshaw read the seal of the Crown with a coldness that settled in his stomach before it reached his eyes. It was a notice of forfeiture, dated the fourth of November, declaring the manor of Bradshaw Hall no longer the property of the knight’s line but subject to immediate requisition for the new granary at the...
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