Quite what Jeremias had expected when he was ushered out from the mayor’s hovel, was difficult to say. When he had arrived the previous day, it was to find the dilapidated village of Rojaldea a small, dumpy run-down place with homes built of thatch and wood. It was in all honesty, a stinking mess that he had entered with some reluctance if only because …
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