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... inst the cobblestone streets. Behind him, his men and the court trailed at a distance, scarcely visible.
He had chosen to ride alone, as tradition demanded of a prince returning from war. The wind tugged at his cloak, sending it billowing like a black banner behind him. Yet the city itself remained eerily still.
Not a sound stirred within the towering walls of Valeria. Not a soul appeared on the streets. Only the steady rhythm of hooves striking stone filled the silence.
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