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... s and the distant roll of war horns.
From castle to croft, men had been summoned, chieftains from the Isles, nobles from the lowlands, and spear-wielding farmers with iron in their spines.
At their head rode King Duncan, his crimson cloak billowing like a war-banner in the cold wind.
He bore no crown this day, only a polished helm capped with antlered brass, a relic of Pictish kings long buried beneath standing stones.
His sword, the ancestral blade Calad Ri, rest ...
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