The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The road to Blackwood Keep was not a road at all, but a scar of mud and rot that wept under the relentless November rain, and I, Sir Thomas, forty-two years of age and heavier in spirit than in body, had ridden it for three days without rest to retrieve what was mine. My destination was the crumbling keep of my son, Arthur, twenty years old and estranged from me for a decade, a place that...

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