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Something is drinking him

作者: Deenah writes
last update 公開日: 2026-10-22 07:00:26

A second rider came to the boundary stones the next morning, and he did not stop at them.

I watched from the kitchen window with a spoon of porridge halfway to my mouth. Fifty horsemen in deep blue cloaks stitched with gold waited on the south road, well behind Silas's gray line. One man rode out alone. He reined in at Amelia's crooked stones, swung down, and bowed low to the empty air in front of the lodge.

"He is asking for guest-right," Dorn said behind me. "Southern
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