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... sper of cold wind curling through the hallways as Vencian led them past the guest quarters.
Quenya drifted ahead, nearly invisible against the dark. Only when the torchlight caught her pale outline did she seem real at all, like a flicker of snow behind stained glass.
"Two in the cloister ahead," she said, voice barely audible. "They’re talking. Armor under robes."
Vencian nodded once and held up a hand to halt the others. They paused by the curve of the corridor, crouche ...
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