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She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. Blank commissions, signed by the prince, to be filled up by the name of the person, who could raise a troop for his service, were liberally bestowed. A little love from him would be enough. She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. Wood, furiously.
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