The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The mud of the court square sucked at Sir Aldric’s boots, a cold, heavy weight that pulled him down toward the earth. He rode a lean, grey horse, its breath misting in the sharp November air of 1348, the year the plague had already hollowed out the villages and left the granaries empty. His destination was the high stone hall of King Edward, where the crown’s justice sat like a block of iron....

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