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- Drafted Letter: Shayle, you’ve done the work of angels. The Great Hall looks magnificent.
But I must pass on a request from the man of the house. He wants all the banners taken down, restitched in gold. You know how Donan is. Wants to give his boy a proper coming of age, a ceremony fit for kings. - Drafted Letter: I know you’ve worked to the bone. But the day isn’t far off. Think of the feast we’ll have when the hunt is done!
- Marlowe. Steward, Eldhaime Keep
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