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... tretch of broken land where three ancient roads met, each one worn by time and war, and Lucas kept his horse steady as he waited at the head of his squad. The ice belle hovered nearby in silence, her presence calm but alert, while the others dismounted and rested without truly relaxing. Everyone knew this point mattered. Whichever path the king chose here would decide the shape of the war.
Half a day later, the distant rumble of marching boots and armored horses finally reached them, and ...
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