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... anical precision of a countdown.
Three days.
Two days.
One day.
And through it all, Vaelith Crownhold moved like a shadow—present, observing, always there but never intrusive. His network spread through Outpost Vester like roots beneath stone, invisible but all-encompassing.
He didn’t need to be everywhere.
His agents were.
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Bright wasn’t the only one who’d received a letter.
In the fledgling barracks on the western sid ...
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