She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. But she felt his lax figure become rigid. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. "Why do you laugh?" he asked. But what he did say is that he thinks the Valades will receive very short shrift from his greatuncle the general. Brendon. ‘He prayeth best who loveth best—all things both great and small.
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