She was not sure why she had come. The Wise Women from, both coaches had gathered around Reanne, watching, but they were not close enough to overhear. Keeping her voice firm took an effort. Her voice started faint and gained strength,as she went on.
An owl hooted, and she shivered. These are the winter trade winds. The alley was hardly as smooth as a paved square much less a palace floor. And keeping a sharp eye open.
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