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... d the shuttered window, where the muffled cries of dying soldiers seeped in with the cold air.
"The imperial knights outside aren't common foot soldiers. They're carving through our men like wheat before the scythe."
He took a slow step toward his eldest. "Do you understand what that means? If they take us alive, you and I will be executed—drawn, quartered, made examples of. Your brother too. Our line will be wiped from history." His voice dropped, grave. "Your sisters, however… ...
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