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... boots hammering against the steps as he skipped two at a time. His lungs burned, his throat scraped raw, but the sound of screams carried by the sea wind from beyond the walls drove him on.
Of all the cursed places in the realm, he thought, it should never have been this city to face war. They were leagues from the border of the Peasant Prince, deep in lands that had always been safe.
And yet here they were.
He gripped the cold edge of the stony stairwell’s final step and ...
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