PREVIEW
... manor had begun in earnest. Sitting in the back of the wagon, I watched the dense forest framing the narrow path, a constant reminder of the dangers lurking beyond the trees. The wagon carried the finest goods from my company—high-quality candles, soaps, and fine fabrics, carefully packed as gifts for the Marquis.
Given the risks of the road, I had hired a team of mercenaries to escort me. The world was too dangerous to travel without protection, especially for a two-week journey.
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