Enter a young squire, caught somewhere in the stage of being between a boy and a man. His clothes are dusty from travel, though they look like they may have once been from wealth, as does his horse, which is obviously of a good breed. There is sadness in his eyes as he takes in his surroundings.Forgive me the bother, my ladies and lords, but might
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