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The morning sun rose over Irethene like it had forgotten the chaos of yesterday. The sky was too blue, too peaceful—mockingly so. Every gust of wind carried the scent of pine and iron, the lingering perfume of the hunt.
Our royal convoy stretched down the road like a golden serpent—banners of Elorian fluttering, the sound of hooves steady and rhythmic. Soldiers marched in perfect discipline, their armor glinting under the dawn. But all I could hear was the echo of his voice. ...
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