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... p the next morning, Fruys's terrifying wound had already become a scab, and then on the third day, he was back on his wings and could even leisurely take me out to fly.
I might have just wasted my time worrying about this guy.
Speaking of things to worry about, our spies received intel that the lords of the fiefs next to Lord Cavendish's territory were temporarily forming a coalition to annihilate me.
There had always been a delicate balance of power between the thr ...
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