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... pace of feudal utility. For three generations, it was a staging ground for horse drills, a loading zone for grain tithes, and a place where the Duke’s men sharpened iron. It was loud, chaotic, and fundamentally agrarian.
By sunrise on the third day after the bridge opened, Arthur had dismantled that history entirely.
The clatter of armor was gone, replaced by the sharp, rapid scratch of quill pens on heavy ledger paper. The training racks had been hauled away. In their place stoo ...
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