The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The letter lay on the oak desk, its wax seal unbroken, the ink still damp as if the scribe had set down his quill but moments before I arrived. I, Sir Alistair, Knight of the Crown and twenty-year veteran of the Northern marches, stood before the parchment, my hands trembling not from the chill in the stone hall but from the deep, grinding ache in my knuckles, a physical betrayal I refused to...

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