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... though it was still a few miles away, they could immediately see the riders atop the two steeds—one red, one black.
Atop the red steed sat a young man in white, his demeanor scholarly and refined, his lips curled in a faint smile. His handsome, gentle face easily endeared him to onlookers, radiating an air of a scholar despite the longsword hanging at his waist—as if he had stepped right out of a painting.
The young man riding the black steed wore dark red clothes. Though handsom ...
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