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... tween the branches of several oaks, the moon hung low in the sky. The branches swayed gently, stirred by the light breeze the night carried with it.
He began walking forward, the two soldiers behind him immediately following.
Paul stopped and turned.
"Men, who am I to need protection from my own soldiers? Go back. Get some rest. You will need it," he said, patting one of them on the shoulder.
They nodded, smiling, before walking away and leaving Paul alone.
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