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... avelling - became a cobbled one, making the ride rather bumpy, as it sent vibrations up his spine.
Other travellers passed him on the road, but none paid him much attention. They merely rode past, mounted on their horses. It was better that way. He – now out of his black armour – was dressed as you would expect any travelling merchant to be, and with the numerous sacks piled in the back, they assumed him to be a merchant of the grain.
Had they known his true cargo, however, ...
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