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... n the Church of the Holy Sepulchre was still and cold that morning. Candles flickered along the altar, casting tall, wavering shadows upon the stone walls. Baldwin IV knelt before the crucifix, hands clasped, head bowed. He had not moved in nearly an hour. It was not merely prayer that held him there—it was mourning.
The quiet creak of a door broke the silence. Brother Thomas stepped inside with slow, deliberate steps, holding a sealed letter with the unmistakable red cross of the Templa ...
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