The glow still filled them all. Verin scratched a fourth line, turning the bird track to a lopsided star. Crystal, it seemed. Standing at their ease, they looked as deadly as a pack of wolves.
Liandrin made her voice pleasant, with only a hint of the mocking she felt. I can't let them do that to her. Maybe that keeps you from feeling it. In any case, a king does not give gifts to village women.
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