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Chapter 133

Author: Faryal Javed
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-27 04:07:38

The supplies arrived faster than anyone had dared hope.

Within a week, the final loads of timber crested the ridge, wagons groaning under the weight of fresh-cut wood. The northern merchant had moved like his life depended on it—and maybe it did. Tomas's cousin's sawmill had delivered precisely when promised. The transport had come through.

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