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... ally passed, as if the foul weather had somehow been a manifestation of Bors Lothian’s ailing health, forcing the people of Lothian City to retreat into their homes in much the same way that Bors had retreated to his stately office during the final days of his life.
Now, the weather might still be cold as the fierce claws of winter winds sliced through the woollen tunics of the servants who were forced to work outside, but at least the skies were bright and blue with only a few wispy clo ...
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