For whom the bell tolls
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Concluida vie, oct 14, 202224m
He had served two kings by his fifteenth winter. The current king, Philza hadn't been the one to drive the sword through the old kings chest though. He kneeled in the blood of the old king and swore his loyalty to the new.
To new beginnings.
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