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... s polished obsidian sat within the confines of his teak-wood carriage.
He was in his early thirties and possessed an air of sophistication that made the rough-spun tunics of the Northmen look like rags.
He wore robes of the finest Cordoban silk, embroidered with geometric patterns of gold thread - a style common among the elite of the Caliphate of Al-Andalus.
Even though the Frankish realm was currently gathering a crusade to the south, he had traveled across the stormy A ...
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