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Whispers without truth

Author: Gifted Hands
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-08 19:45:42

Salcan's POV

The Moonblessed gates opened as I marched inside, my gammas following behind. I watched as my men tried to rebuild one of the pillars destroyed during the Blackthorne raid. That reinforced the thought that had been running through my mind all day.

“How is it,” I murmured, leaning over my horse. “That I hear of Ronin's death but no whisper about Lira?”

I signalled my closest gamma, Eric, if I could call him that. I was barely tolerating him. “Take this horse to the stables. Make sure it's well fed.”

“Will you be marching out soon again my Lord?” He asked, bowing his head.

“If I had plans to march soon, would I ask you to feed the horse?” I asked, tilting my head.

“No… my Lord. I just…” he stammered.

“Do as you're told. You don't want to get on my bad side,” I said, unhooking my waist belt.

I turned to face my pack. They were focused on rebuilding the walls that were destroyed during the last attack. I could see the disdain on their faces, the anger they felt over my las
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