In the outer bailey of Oakhaven, over eight hundred mercenary infantrymen stood formed in rank and file without weapons, surrounded by the towering, armor-clad warriors of the Royal Dragon Guard. The mercenaries had expected execution; instead, large cauldrons of hot soup, roasted mutton, and barrels of cider were wheeled into the courtyard. King Auren and Queen Lyra mounted the reviewing dais above the bailey. Auren stood tall, his dragon-scale cloak…
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