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... n: Fustat, Egypt
The scent of burned timber and saltwater still clung to the winds blowing inland from Alexandria. In the vast gardens of Fustat, far south of the devastation, Emir Qara al-Fadl paced in tight circles beneath a shaded arcade. Scrolls and sealed letters lay scattered on the marble bench beside him, their wax cracked open, the words inside burned into his memory.
The Sicilians had not just raided a fishing village.
They had struck Alexandria, the gr ...
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