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... lant walls, Rurik remained in the camp. Under the steady glow of candlelight, he bent over his table, quill in hand, drafting his chronicle of the war.
Though Wessex had surrendered, he dared not let down his guard. He had insisted on taking the night watch himself; to be caught in a drunken feast and slaughtered like a penned beast would have been too inglorious a death to bear.
From within the city came the distant echoes of cheer and song, the revelry of triumph. Rurik raised ...
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