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... dawn split the horizon. Light touched their armour—old steel, darkened with age, polished at the edges. The horse stopped at the edge of the witness path. Dust swirled around its hooves.
Leon stepped forward slowly.
The rider dismounted without a word. She removed her helm.
She was in her forties. Auburn hair tied back, a narrow scar across her chin. Her eyes were sharp, and she didn’t bow. She looked straight at Leon.
"You have his face," she said.
Leon ...
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