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... voice was rougher than she would have liked, worn thin by a mourning filled with weeping, but it carried well enough in the quiet of the chapel.
"I know this isn’t how we’d do things at home," she said. "Or how things are done in Lothian March, either. None of this is how it should be," she said, her voice catching in her throat. For a moment, she wished she had a cup of wine to drink from, but she forced herself to keep going without one. It wasn’t time for dinking yet. "We’re all a lon ...
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