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... heartbeat, the world forgot how to breathe.
The merchant was still talking—complaining about the price of grain, about how hens were laying less this season—but his words faded into nothing. All I could see was him.
Haldor.
Not in armor. Not standing at attention. Not one step behind me.
Just... a man.
Plain clothes. Rolled sleeves. A small coin pouch in his hand. Eggs cradled carefully, deliberately, like something fragile that mattered. ...
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