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... tries woven with swirling beasts and rune.
Marked ships hung between stone columns, while braziers burned hot enough to drive back the northern chill entirely.
Eithne entered hesitantly, guided by a thrall girl who kept her head lowered. Her hair was still damp from the rough washing in the servant quarters, her skin raw from scrubbing.
A coarse wool dress, plainly cut, hung from her shoulders. It was cleaner than her ruined habit had been, yet she felt the shift keenly; ...
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