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... of commerce—the sound the capital had grown used to, the sound of grain and timber and salt moving like blood through the body of Thorsgard.
This was a lower note.
A heavier one.
Steel wheels grinding under burden. Boilers exhaling in disciplined pulses. Men speaking in murmurs that carried no excitement, only certainty. The air tasted different in the yard—coal-smoke and frost, oil and iron, the faint tang of leather curing on armor straps.
Anders stood at the e ...
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