So vanishes my army, she sighed. Eyes closed, feeling each part of the body relax in turn, breathing in time with her heartbeat, mind unfocused and drifting, all but one tiny corner, drifting. Plainly someone with coin had made a purchase for Swovan Night. Her lips curved, superior and condescending.
'It's terrible to be alone. Odd; she had never cared one way or another about furniture, or linens. On one path, he would marry her, on the other, not. Not much to it, in the end.
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