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... ad warmed the birth chamber for nearly two days had calmed to flickering orange embers, painting the room in honeyed light and long, dancing shadows.
Vetrúlfr sat beside the high bed carved from ash and stone.
His boots were off, the wolf-pelt cloak draped across the chair behind him, his sword leaned unceremoniously against the wall.
For once, the warrior looked like a man at rest.
Roisín stirred under the heavy furs, her pale auburn hair damp with sweat and stic ...
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