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... the wind never ceased, and the cold made even the stones brittle. His long hair fluttered, almost fading into the falling snow.
Below, the soldiers trained in silence. There were no songs. No shouts.
Just the rhythmic clash of weapons and the crunch of snow beneath disciplined feet as they fought with both blades and bursts of mana.
The North had always been silent, or at least, the halls of House Darkhelm’s palace were always steeped in silence.
It was how His Gr ...
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