Following the repulse of Malric’s strike team, the courtyard of the Archive Tower was secured by the victorious dragoons. Captain Kenneth sat on a stone bench while Mira carefully cleaned and bandaged his dislocated shoulder using a cooling compress of wild comfrey and crushed silver-fern. The veteran commander grimaced, but a proud grin touched his grizzled lips. "They threw fifty of their finest inquisitors at us, Your Majesty," Kenneth noted,…
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