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He had seen a lot of things in his lifetime: a darkness that moved like a flesh and blood Dhaoine, that breathed and acted like no absence of light should; death and bloodshed on a level that went beyond what even the Old Stories contained; horrors that the word "nightmare" didn't even come close to adequately describing; acts of selflessness …

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He had imagined it going better than that. Hadn't thought that he and Relyt would fight, that his Steward would be so angry.  “Yes!” Relyt snapped, voice whip-cracking around them, fluttering the canvas walls of the tent. “Yes, it most certainly matters. Because I am your Steward and she is not. If anyone should have known …

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