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... ow. Lady Mara had awakened and was watching the pair with open disapproval, though she said nothing.

"We'll reach the Rimaris estate by midday if we maintain our pace," Beric announced, taking his position opposite Lady Laelyn. "Lord Kaeven's Lightweavers will meet us at the northern gate and escort us the rest of the way to the Academy."

"Will we be safe there?" Lady Mara asked. "After what happened at the inn..."

"The Rimaris estate is among the most secure in the regio ...

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