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She shut her lips hard, her jaw hardened, and she set herself to struggle with him. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. He stole his chance and thrust his hand towards hers. ’ ‘Valade?’ ‘Aye, sir. I'm thinking that the Wastrel was one day a celebrated professional; and the women were partly the cause of his fall.
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