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CHAPTER 26

Author: Proscovia
last update publish date: 2026-09-08 23:44:18

The heavy iron gates of Frost-Ridge didn't open with their usual slow, grinding groan. They were thrown wide under the crisp, pale gold of a northern dawn, the iron chains rattling like struck chimes against the fortress walls.

I stood atop the outer breastwork, my hand resting on the icy stone balustrade, watching the mist roll off the valley floor.

Beneath us, eighty elite mountain riders sat mounted on broad-chested war horses, their dark-steel armor gleaming beneath fur-lined cloaks. In the
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