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The heavy scent of incense clung to the air in the great hall of Damascus, masking the deeper tension that pulsed like a wound throughout the Ayyubid court. Saladin sat upon a high-backed chair, not a throne—for he was no caliph—but a symbol of his authority nonetheless. The banners of Islam hung overhead, their green and black cloths rippling lightly in the winter drafts. Around him, the emirs murmured in cautious tones, their voices clipped and wary, their expressions a m ...
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