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” Brendon reappeared, followed by a tall thin man with a stubbly brown moustache and restless grey eyes. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. The inside was empty except for an infant, which from a distance looked utterly normal. Her long arms handled the sword with a memorized ease and grace. A fever of shame ran through her being. ” He rolled his eyes, trying 190 to conceal pride.
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