"Forgive me, Your Grace. It's just…" The half-elf lowers her voice. "These were our people, Your Grace. Our ne

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"Forgive me, Your Grace. It's just…" The half-elf lowers her voice. "These were our people, Your Grace. Our neighbors, farmers, craftsmen… I didn't want to spill even more blood... But I... I suppose I've failed, haven't I?"

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