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... quiet—though only for one who had marched through the fires of Francia.
For the first time in months... I was an emperor in his palace rather than a commander in the field once more.
No mud.
No blood.
No winter marches.
No enemy banners on the horizon.
Just parchment.
Endless parchment.
The life i as the son of a lord was always supposed to live, not the life as an eternal soldier the role i had been living almost the entire time si ...
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