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Chapter 11 — The Enemy Within

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Chapter 11 — The Enemy Within

The northern stronghold rose from the frozen cliffs like a fortress carved from the bones of the earth. Returning riders clattered over the drawbridge, their horses’ flanks steaming in the frigid air. The iron portcullis groaned closed behind them, sealing the gates with a shuddering finality.

Eolan swung down from his saddle, the victory of the skirmish already feeling hollow. The mercenaries had scattered into the snow, but the black-clawed banners still haunted his mind. Whoever commanded them had sent a probing strike—a test, not an assault. The real blow was still coming.

Inside the great hall, the heat of the fire pit met him like a wall. The room was crowded with warriors and advisors, their armor shedding clumps of melting snow onto the rush-strewn floor. A massive map of the northern territories stretched across the long oak table, stones marking strongholds, villages, and passes.

“They’ll regroup by dawn,” said Commander Rhyssen, a grizzled vete
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