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... g women entered carrying wooden trays laden with steaming bowls and pitchers of mead. The scent of roasted meat, and baked bread filled the air, washing away the chill of the northern night. The one leading them was none other than Mirielle, her soft features lit gently by the orange flicker of the hearth.
She directed the girls with quiet confidence, her voice calm but firm as she ensured everyone was served properly. "Careful with the stew, it’s still hot," she murmured to one of the a ...
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