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... position within the military unit that would be traveling to the northern border. The fabric was sturdy, dark, and practical, designed for both combat and long marches. He then ran his fingers over the smooth stitching, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders.
Elias, on the other hand, was offered the chance to stay behind, but only if he made himself useful in the Healing Wing, a section of the estate dedicated to medical care, a sanctuary for the sick and wounded. ...
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