‘A dweomer warning?’
‘I don’t know if I’d call it that. Just a bad feeling. I’m sorry, but I just don’t trust your people.’
‘I can’t say I blame you. Ye gods, it makes me sick, thinking about how much you’ve all lost already, and now my folk come riding in, trying to take away what little you’ve got left.’
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