She scrambled over them, uncaring if sharp rock cut hands and feet, always keeping Aginor in sight. Vandene came in with a teapot and cups on a tray. He gave the ratty man a small bow and left. Light, they'll probably think we were part of stealing the Horn, and killing those people in Fal Dara.
We know his prison cannot stay sealed forever. She gave another laugh. Time and motion slowed; horrified, he watched Lan's practice sword drift toward his chest. I must punish you severely for this.
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