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Chapter 2: The Betrayal
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... the ruined ground of the Scarves came a squelching noise, one like skin tearing off muscle. Poets skipped this part. No talk of honor. None of courage. Just thirty thousand fading lives in a patch of dirt without so much as a real title.
"Commander! The eastern flank is collapsing!"
He spotted Marcus Stark just ahead. Not so lucky anymore, surrounded by high-ranking knights, their fancy armor slowing them down. The next in line for House Stark’s throne, seconds away from ending u ...
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