The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The ledger for the Ironwood Keep’s monthly provisions weighed six ounces of iron and vellum, a heavy thing to hold in one hand while the other steadied a cup of cold tea. I counted the entries for salted pork, tallow, and the coarse woolens that smelled of lanolin and damp stone, each line a small debt owed to the world. I was thirty-two years old, a sworn knight, and I had come to the keep not...

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