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... y much. Ten minutes, perhaps. But in three years of pre-dawn practice she had never once been late, and her body noticed the difference the way it noticed any break in a routine — with the faint, nagging wrongness of a missed step.
She had stood in front of the mirror longer than she’d meant to.
Not for last night’s reason.
She walked into the courtyard.
Alistair was at the wall.
Of course he was at the wall. He had been at the wall every morning for over ...
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