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... ng over frozen earth.
Frost clung to the edges of the canvas covers, and the horses’ breath came in thick, cloudy puffs in the pale pre-dawn chill.
Inside the front wagon, an woman merchant rubbed her gloved hands together near a lantern, trying to warm her fingers.
Her name was Lila, and she’d made this trip a dozen times—Draken Duchy to the northern frontier and back again.
It was supposed to be easy. A routine delivery of spices, fabric, and some enchanted trin ...
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