“We’ve been stuck here, in the middle of nowhere, in a forgotten corner of our land, defending a border that the high-born assholes up north couldn’t give a fuck about. For centuries. If this line falls, the entire realm falls. We won’t be fighting this war another hundred years from now.” “We will if we have to—” Danya began. “No, we won’t. Because every day, our numbers decline, and Malcolm’s horde grows larger. There’s no game left to hunt here. Belikon isn’t sending supplies to the front anymore. We have no wood for our fires. No food to fuel the troops. No clothes to keep them warm. No
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