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... he dark sky, offering silver light upon the roads of the Byzeth Kingdom.

The wind carried the scent of the northern fields, and a man in a worn, dark cloak rode swiftly upon a horse, its hooves thundering against the earth.

His face was obscured, a hood shadowing his features, but his intent was clear—there was no hesitation in his pace, no falter in his gaze as he urged his steed onward through the winding paths, past the small towns and provinces of Byzeth.

He pressed o ...

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