Chapter 170: The voices:
Author: Max Luthor
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“The Aegis of the Thirteenth,” Ysolde said quietly. “I carried it at Ashgrove. I carried it for forty years after. It has turned aside everything the world could throw at it, and it has never once broken.”

“Mother,” Elder Williams whispered. “This is the clan’s greatest treasure.”

“It was made for a bearer of the golden clover,” Ysolde said. “Not for a Watch commander. I held it only because no one else came to claim it, and I swore I would keep it until one did.” She looked up at her son with
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