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... de among the streets littered with offhand stalls. Lyra and Erin knew all of these stall owners to a certain degree as they were all part of the merchant caravans. The pair didn’t know their names but nods were exchanged when they passed them by.
“Nothing,” Erin answered, a smile quickly replacing her glum expression.
“You can’t hide it from me, Erin. That’s not a look that says nothing.”
“It’s nothing, Lyra. I’m just thinking.”
“Of what?”
Erin hesitated o ...
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