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... air of Alpheo’s command tent, the heavy canvas fluttering now and then in the evening breeze like a silken veil at the entrance of a king’s palace.
Inside, a small feast was underway with enough food for both dinner and breakfast , and enough wine to drown the memories of a thousand battles. The war was over in all but name, and the mood among the prince’s inner circle was unmistakably festive.
But above all others, it was Alpheo himself who radiated satisfaction.
He lea ...
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