Capes became rigid and adhesive. She kept her eyes closed. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. But I'll not believe it of you. . She had fallen into it naturally, the only expression of the dance she had ever seen or known, and that a stolen sweet.
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