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... awn — not Romanus red, not Francian fleur, but white with a Red Cross, coupled next to flags with the roaring lion of Britannia.
They rose from the sea like ghosts from old prophecy.
At first, the fishermen of Caerbonne thought them pirates, and rightly so.
What sane man would sail into the frigid, broken waters of the northwest coast in spring’s earliest breath, where ice still clung to stone like memory?
But then came the drums.
And the fire.
And ...
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