The golden sunlight of late autumn swept across the rolling hills of the Golden Vale, painting the undulating fields of ripe wheat and heavy-headed barley in shimmering waves of bronze and amber. For four centuries, this fertile expanse—spanning fifty leagues of rich riverbottom loam between the Silver Spine and the River Avelon—had been the private feudal preserve of House Matthew and House Gregory. Under the old Concordat regime, twenty thousand…
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