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... ice. He stood at the manor’s threshold , staring past the horizon where the distant mountains cut the sky like jagged teeth. Two days. That was all the time left before his forces assembled. If he stayed, they would lose precious hours. If he left now, his body—already fraying from days of sleepless marches—might fail him before he reached them.
"General," Seveir’s voice broke the silence, low and urgent, "you must rest. You’ve been in the saddle for a few days without pause. You cannot ...
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