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... castle without saying a word. Although he walked out of the castle gates like a king: no one dared to block his path, even the knights most loyal to Gruding only dared to press their hands against their longswords and nervously scatter to either side. But the young man felt no joy in his heart, his hand gripping tightly to his sword scabbard - as if the longsword were still there - the scabbard creaked under the excessive strength.
Yes, but he still compromised.
It wasn’t fear of ...
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