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... meant to, but I couldn’t help it.

They were all here.

Azul was kneeling beside Arya, carefully wiping her arms with a damp cloth. Cora stood rigid near the wall, eyes wide.

Kira and Deidra hovered close, trying to look calm—but failing. And Arya... Arya stood stiffly with one arm resting lightly at her waist.

Her smile was weak, but she tried. "My lady."

I walked over quickly, eyes scanning her, taking in her posture. The tension in her shoulders. The sli ...

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