Claude’s gaze drifted to the horizon where, between the smoke and the last gold of the sun, a ribbon of road cut like a promise. “Trade routes. Treaties. A little cunning. People need leaders who can turn hunger into markets and grief into something they can trade. We give them that.”
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Byleth felt the steadiness return, like a lost rhythm found again. “We teach,” they said. “Not just soldiers. Farmers. Artisans. Children. We make sure the next bell tolls for lessons learned, not for more graves.” Claude’s gaze drifted to the horizon where, between