It has been days since Earwulfa fled from Langhold and saw her beloved town turned into fire wood. And now she saw the towers and with the pennants and banners of the greatest city of the Eastemnet on the horizon. Snowbourn. She recognised the white grain on a field of red. Since she was suppose to marry a noble warrior from the Norcofts, she was able to recognise nearly all the banners of the Riddermark. She gazed upon the banners when she got closer to the city and wondered if she would one day wore the grain on red as proud as she wore the yellow bow on green.
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