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... unt reared back. Without another word, he dug his spurs into the horse’s flanks and galloped frantically back down the road toward King’s Landing, the white flag of parley snapping wildly in the wind until he disappeared around a bend.
Alaric watched the dust settle, his face completely unreadable.
"A rather bold gamble, wouldn’t you say?"
The dry, raspy voice came from just behind the vanguard’s front line. The ranks of heavily armored knights parted seamlessly to allow ...
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