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... had noticed the same. There were no guards at the gate, and no sentry torches as there’d been the night I’d arrived. The streets of the lakeside community seemed quiet. Empty.
Out over the lake, the black towers of the Falconer castle jutted from a shifting haze of fog, cast in its own eerie glow against the black horizon. A ghost castle, brooding and watchful.
I wondered if the Baron watched us even then.
“Maybe something’s happening at the keep,” I said.
“Or ma ...
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