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... spian Nestor first cradled his newborn son, separated from his deceased mother, he initially believed the baby had also departed this world. Yet, as if stirred by the tender embrace of his father, the tiny boy, wrapped in a tattered black cloth, finally unveiled his blood-red eyes, locking gazes with his father, though no cry escaped his lips.
Even on that fateful night when Caspian met his untimely demise at the hands of the Imperial Knights, Altair remained silent.
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