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... ager stepped out of the tower, her steps unsteady on the ancient stone. The early morning sun cast long shadows through the cloistered arches, and standing in one of them was the last person she wished to see.
Leroy.
Tall. Unmoved. His mask gleamed faintly in the sunlight, obscuring all but the sharp glint of green eyes that watched her from the shade.
"Am I unwelcome?" he asked, voice even, unreadable.
The Dowager halted, her breath catching for the briefest mome ...
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