The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

Elias. The steward’s voice was not loud, but it carried the sharp, dry snap of a whip cracking in a silent room. You stood in the shadow of the gatehouse, your fingers white-knuckled around the iron bar of the portcullis. The air in the courtyard was thick with the smell of wet stone and rotting straw, a cold that seeped through the wool of your tunic and settled deep in your joints. You had...

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