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Western Darn was supposed to be a battle.
Instead, it bowed.
The moment our banners crossed the final hill, the gates swung open—not with defiance, but relief. People lined the roads, cheering, bowing, and thanking us as if we were salvation rather than conquerors. Quite surprising... though perhaps not, considering the decree I’d sent two days before:
"Any abandoned territory falls under Elorian protection. Taxes are suspended. Food shortages will be supplied. Any ...
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