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... fast as they could, the steward — Payam — watched them anxiously, shouting abuse at any soldier who so much as dropped a tent peg.
It was obvious that the man was on the verge of panic. Even while urging his men to move faster, he kept casting worried looks at Lord Rannoc's troops, as if he expected them to attack at any moment.
Yet when Arran looked at the hundreds of soldiers in the distance, he saw no indication of an impending attack.
While they weren't setting ...
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