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... r and red cloak, Vicar’s fur pelt draped over my shoulders like I were some barbarian warrior-chief from an old legend. Neither of us spoke to the other, having said all we needed to already. I found Morgause waiting patiently where the woods grew darker, and she followed me without the need to be led by the reins. Penric stood nearby, a gaunt and furtive shape avoiding the intermittent beams of daylight breaking through the canopy.
“The doctor and Lisette were chatting earlier,” he told ...
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