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... hands really mine?’ In disbelief, she wiggled her index finger and thumb. They really were under her brain’s control. ’What the hell is this?’
"Seventh Wife, stop looking around. Save your strength for the road ahead," a weak voice murmured beside her.
She miraculously understood the strange, rustic dialect.
"Where are we?" The words that tumbled from her lips were in the same tongue. She could tell it was a regional dialect, and the fact that she could speak it was deep ...
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