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Chapter 170 - The Departure of Constance
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... he Sicilian fleet swelled under the steady push of the Tyrrhenian winds, their embroidered crosses glinting faintly in the sun. Constance of Hauteville stood at the stern of the flagship, watching the faint blur of Palermo’s shoreline shrink into the haze. Her heart was steady—she had not wept at departure, nor let her entourage glimpse any moment of hesitation. She was no longer merely William’s sister, cloistered in the orbit of courtly expectation; she was now the betrothed of a king, bound f ...
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