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... es of the Damascus citadel, stirring the green-and-gold banners that hung above Salah ad-Din's private audience chamber. Morning light filtered through latticework windows, drawing shifting patterns on the mosaic floor. Beneath one such shifting net of light sat the Sultan himself, Salah ad-Din Yusuf ibn Ayyub—calm, silent, contemplative.
Across from him, kneeling on a prayer rug, was a courier freshly returned from Palestine. His burnoose was travel-stained, his beard still dusty from t ...
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