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... air by the fire, letting the warmth from the hearth soak into her bones. She could still feel the chill from the night spent on that cold temple floor, and every ache in her body reminded her that this wasn't just some bizarre dream.
Daena, busy stirring a pot that looked both suspiciously murky and hearty, looked over her shoulder with that hawk-eyed intensity. "So, lass. Got a name to go with that half-starved look?"
Liria froze, just for a second, before plastering on what she ...
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