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... rays dancing across rooftops and the grand stone walls of the citadel, Prince Khisa stood in his study, reading the letter from Queen Nanjala with a deep furrow between his brows. The paper still smelled faintly of eucalyptus—Nanjala’s personal seal.
"We received visitors from across the lake. A disease afflicts the people of Buganda. The death toll is only rising per day. It may spread fast and might reach us. Wanjiru has departed with a team. More medics may be needed. I trust you wil ...
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