The king looked up. No more than she did. Then why did you ever bother putting on a sword? he might have said, but hebit back the words. After a moment she heard the sound of her husband pulling off his boots, and the rustle of clothing as he undressed himself.
Now standaside, or you'll wish you had. He took a step. Three days. Ribbons of flame trailed behindas the shaft sped downward and thudded into its target, crackling.
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