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... woman." Joel had sworn this for the ninetieth time, huddling inside his cloak, clutching its edges tightly to block the biting wind from creeping in through the gaps.
Because he was hunched over, he had little control over his horse, which simply followed the movement of the group.
Not far from him, Vortimer was also wrapped tightly in his cloak. His expression was weary, his spirits low, and for once, he did not even muster the energy to mock Joel's complaints.
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