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... llage as Lyan and the former slaves bid farewell to the villagers who had offered them shelter. Aisha, one of the villagers, stood at the edge of the crowd, her eyes fixed on Lyan. As the group prepared to depart, Aisha stepped forward and pressed a small pouch into Lyan’s hand.
"I want you to take this with you," she said, her voice soft but insistent.
Lyan raised an eyebrow, studying the pouch intently. "What’s this for?" he asked, his voice curious.
"It’s a charm. My m ...
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