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The dry wind from the Anti-Lebanon mountains hissed through the latticed windows of the Qasr al-Azm in Damascus. It carried with it the faint scent of dust, iron, and pine—a whisper from the frontier.
Inside the palace's receiving hall, lit by hanging brass lanterns and the filtered glow of the courtyard beyond, Salah ad-Din Yusuf ibn Ayyub—Saladin—sat in silence.
A map lay spread before him. Not parchment or scroll, but a stitched and painted linen depiction of the Levant, c ...
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