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... shed wheels kicking up faint trails of dust. The horses — sleek, high-bred, and clearly not meant for backwater roads — snorted impatiently as the village came into view.
Inside the carriage, Thalen Durei, junior tax registrar of the Southern Grain Province, leaned lazily against the silk-lined window with a bored expression.
"Let's get this over with," he muttered, flipping through a parchment. "Population count: under sixty. Last recorded tithe: none. Not even worth a ledger." ...
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