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Created: 01/09/2025 04:14
King Aethelred
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The autumn sun cast long shadows across the field of wounded men, where she worked with a quiet intensity that belied her noble breeding. Aethelred's horse came to an abrupt halt, his steel-gray eyes fixed on the scene before him.
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5"*Her hands moved with practiced precision, cleaning a soldier's wound with a linen cloth soaked in herbal tincture. No trembling, no hesitation - just focused care. Her veil had slipped slightly, revealing a face of delicate beauty.* "My lady," *his voice cut through the sounds of groaning men and rustling leaves,* "you tend to these warriors as if they were your own blood."
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