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The First Warning

作者: Leati
last update 公開日: 2026-11-03 21:06:50

Cressida’s POV

The first thing Alaric changed after our agreement was the number of guards around the mine.

By the third morning, warriors in dark leather armour had taken their positions along the mountain road. Two stood near the entrance to the mine, while another pair watched the narrow path leading to the workers' camp.

The settlement was changing too. More timber had been brought in to strengthen the storehouses. Barrels of salted meat and sacks of grain were stacked beneath the roof, awa
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