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... t found itself without an enemy left to strike. For the first time in months, the clash of steel and roar of fire had given way to an uneasy quiet.
Days would have to pass before they marched again, this time not to storm walls much to the soldier’s glee, but to the princely council, where words would decide what swords could not agree on.
For Alpheo, the battlefield had yielded all it could. Every prize worth taking by blood had been taken. What remained was not for generals, bu ...
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