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... th the military carriage—but it wasn’t exactly short either.
And, at the end of the day, it was still a carriage, not a car.
So, whether they liked it or not, they had time to pass.
And they spent it the only way they could—by talking.
This time, though, Arlon participated.
At first, it was subtle. A nod here, a short response there. But to the others, it was noticeable. Arlon, who was usually reserved, was actually engaging in conversation.
It fel ...
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