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... mth of the crowd made it feel like midsummer.
Flags and pennants rippled from the wooden palisades, bright against the blue sky. The streets were lined three-deep with cheering folk, their voices tumbling together into a single roar.
Hermes followed the tide of people, the smell of woodsmoke, roasted meat, and damp rushes mingling in the air.
He scanned the crowd out of habit, catching glimpses of traders, children perched on their fathers’ shoulders, and a few cloaked fi ...
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