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... lers, and Cardinal Odo di Castellari was not known for patience. After weeks at sea and another of bone-jarring carts through the spine of Italy, he entered the Holy City beneath the weight of heat, dust, and expectation.
But the wooden chest resting across his knees on the final stretch was what truly weighed on him.
It bore no crest—only a stamped cross with flared arms and a symbol now seared into Odo's memory: a stylized fish, carved from walnut, its eye formed from a single ...
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