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Beating the Breastplate

The sweat-soaked messenger gasped for breath as he raced up the stone steps to Lawrencus Yulus’ fortress in Hustings. Clutching a roll of parchment, he ran down the dark corridor and pounded on the doors of the ruler’s chamber. Lawrencus, wearing only a satin loincloth and a heavy gold chain, grabbed his toga as the […]