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... ew and despair. The faint torchlight flickered against the rough stone walls, casting long, distorted shadows that danced around the three men standing in grim silence. Alpheo stood at the center, his expression composed but sharp, his eyes scanning the dimly lit room with an air of dispassion. Beside him stood Jarza and Asag. Egil was notably absent, having indulged too deeply the night before in the spoils of their conquest mostly wine and maids that caught his eyes.
The servants, for ...
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