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Only weeks ago, the small farmstead nestled in its valley, with the softly flowing stream running down alongside, it would have been quite idyllic, but war and hardship had taken their toll, and the farmer and his family had been forced to abandon their homestead to become refugees. Now the roofless, fire-scorched farmhouse and its outbuildings were playing host to a new group of refugees, refugees who bore the banner of Pegasus Company.
Since their flight from the Cookridge battlefield, the remains of Shenesra’s mercenaries and Princess Theodora’s retinue had galloped and then cantered and then finally walked their horses for as long as they could keep them going before both rider and beast were in desperate need of rest. Eleusia reckoned that they had managed to cover nearly fifty m
