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... heir wares, people singing for some money, and people looking for work. It looked pretty harmonious. The air was rich with smells: roasted meats, sweet tarts, spices from the southern coast, and the sharp bite of fresh-cut herbs.
And in the middle of it all, Riven stood, arms raised, face turned to the sun like a flower finally unshackled from shade.
"Freedom," he sighed.
Troy, a half step behind him, muttered, "This was a mistake."
Riven turned, already walking b ...
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