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The sun crept just above the rough, rocky horizon. Its golden rays broke into the chill of the cold and windy morning. A man ran along the rocks at the base of a mountain range, The Misty Mountains. His clothes were tattered, dirty and bloody. He ran uneasily and had a deep wound in his leg. Droplets of blood spilled upon the rocks as he panted hard and hurried along the ridge. Higher up on the mountain, rams charged at each other for dominance. A loud crack echoed across the icy air as their horns met. Higher still, a dark brown hawk glided effortlessly upon the cold mountain wind. Her keen eyes in search of prey to feed to her young. Below her, Orcs clamored up and down the sharp, rough rocks. The sunrise hastened their search as morning was nearly upon them. The red and gold of sunrise soured their mood as they continued their search. The man stopped and looked down from his perch over a steep cliff. He could run no further and the fall he would have to take would certainly end his days. He would have to fight. He turned to face in the direction of the Orcs and he began to change.

Hairs began to protrude from his skin. His hands began to bubble and deform. Large claws ejected from his fingertips and his eyes changed color and shape. There was much pain and he fell to his knees in agony. Patches of fur started to form upon his back. Bones snapped out of place to allow for this new shape. Muscles moved and grew where he normally had none. Finally, a low cat-like growl emitted from his throat.

The orcs sniffed the fresh blood upon the rocks and slowed. “Mrok, we go no more.” A larger orc moved up and slapped the one that spoke. “He be here Ulg, I smelled him.” Mrok said angrily. “What that smell then…not man flesh.” Another orc said. Just as Mrok was about to slap him to, a low, gutteral growl pierced the morning air. The orcs turned and saw the largest cat they had ever seen. A large, white tiger jumped at them. Its long, sharp claws raked wildly at any orc within their range. The ones caught in the carnage screamed and the ones that could flee did so without a second glance. The cries of their comrades hastened their retreat back up the ridge.The hunters now became the hunted.

Denath drempt of his time in the mines. He was a slave to a clan of orcs that made their home in the Misty Mountains. He awoke just as an orc came to torture him in his dream. He rubbed his arm as if the pain still lingered there. He was cold and alone. Bodies of dead orcs strewn about him. He had dried, black orc blood all over him and he had feasted well. The taste still lingered bitterly in his mouth. He uneasily came to his feet. As he did, what was left of his clothes fell from him. He staggered three steps forward toward the edge of the cliff that he stood upon. The rocks beneath his feet were cold and unforgivingly rough. The wind nipped at his body as he looked down across the horizon. He was free. So many years had passed where he had lived within the darkness of the orc caves. The scene was colored in a haze of blue and gray as he looked out from his perch high in the mountains. The moment took him just then and he raised his arms in triumph.Silently, he proclaimed himself alive upon the mountain and the rolling valley below.

He took a few minutes and looted what he could from the orc bodies. He procured a pair of boots, pants, a rough hide jerkin, a jagged dagger, a wooden shield, and a sharp bit of steel that could barely be considered a sword. The goblin scout had a half way decent shortbow and a quiver of black arrows. He fashoned a bag with some of the remaining cloth he could find. He lifted it to his shoulder and took one last look around. He turned, faced south and took in a deep breath. The wind blew in his face and he closed his eyes a moment and felt it. He smiled and began his long journey south.
 
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He heard a feint cry. It was a mans voice and it echoed through the trees to his ears. He stopped and looked around. *clang* Went the sound of steel to steel. Without much thought, he immediately nocked an arrow, dropped his pack and took a few steps toward the sound. *cling...clang* He heard more sounds of battle. His steps broke into a full run. He was on a sloped hillside and he ran down it. It was the end of spring yet the ground was still very damp here. The trees were in bloom and as he passed a large maple tree, several birds flew from its branches due to his close proximity to them.

He sprinted down a slight hill and jumped over a small stream that flowed east and west. He landed securely and ran through the trees to a small clearing. On the far side of the clearing he saw several horses and men. Only one of the horses had soemone atop it. The others just stood in place. It appeared that one man fought four others near the line of trees that sculpted the fringe of the clearing. He was to far away to see heraldry or any kind of livery upon any of the men or horses. It was only that he heard the man cry out again in a language that he did not know. It was not what he said, but in the way he said it that sent Denath into action. "Hold there!" He said aloud. Two of the men afoot and the man upon a large, black horse looked over in his direction. He saw the mounted man point and gesture to the others. Two men moved away from the fight and began to run in his direction. Without hesitation, he lifted his bow to his cheek, aimed and fired. His shot was better then he had hoped and an arrow pierced the lead runner in the chest. He fell immediately onto the wet grass. He thought he heard the other growl in anger as he nocked another arrow. As he felt the fletchings of the arrows in his quiver, he knew he had but a few left. He let another fly. It flew and stuck the second man in the thigh. He tripped and tumbled in the grass not 20 feet from him. He saw the lone man take a sword hit to his side and fall back. He Nocked another arrow and loosed it upon the tiny skirmish before him. An arrow pierced one of the men in the back and he fell forward and dissapeared from view. The other backed away from the lone, wounded man and moved behind the mounted man's horse. Denath, lowered to the ground as well unsure of what was to come.

The man afoot jumped upon the horse and the two quickly rode away into the forest. Several tense moments followed as Denath waited for something...anything to draw his attention. Unfortunately, all was strangely quiet and the injured man waved Denath to come to him. Denath complied yet he kept his keen eyes focused upon the forest. Denath stopped short and sniffed the man that lie before him. He smelled alot fo blood and he knew that he would not live much longer. Denath knelt down beside him. The man looked up at him and his breaths came in sporatic gasps. He covered a wound to his side with his gauntleted hand. "What's your name boy?" He said in a raspy voice. "Denath sir." He replied. He looked as if he could not breathe. "You did not have to help me yet you did, I sense honor in you, and so I must entrust a task to you. "Take...take this to Gorshven...its a town to the south east." He saw that Denath was about to speak and waived him off with a shake of his head. He held in his hand a sealed letter. Drops of blood stained it and it was sealed with a blue wax. "Prin...cess Daelin...give it to her and no one...else." he said with difficulty. "I'm...I'm dying...please take me there, you may have all that I own...I will not need it where I am headed, that will be your payment." He said with a dry grin. "Lamosa, is my name." His head jerked back as a surge of pain struck him. Blood seeped down below his hand and onto the grass. "She...she is in danger" He looked up to the sky. There were a few clouds and the sun still shown brightly. Silently, he closed his eyes and expired as Denath looked on.
 
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Soft, cool grass waved in the summer breeze as the scent of the open land washed past as two horses raced down a little track. Warm sunlight glittered down a length of bradded gold as it threatened to come undone. "You'll never catch me!" Nudging her mount on, Daelin leaned forward trying to gain more speed. The rush of wind past her face colored her already lightly tanned cheeks a soft pink.

The two women had found too many reasons to want to be outside and enjoy the day. Thrilled at being able to escape, Anna and Daelin had crept out while the others were still at the noon meal. Knowing a fine bit about horses from her father, Daelin had only needed a little help from the smiling stableboy to have things ready. He knew well that she loved to do such things and had even been expecting to see her this time. Handing her a pack of apples and bread, he grinned up at her and promised again not to give away where she and Anna were going.

"Aye, I'll at least keep up melady." Anna nearly laughed as she also was caught in the moment. Neck to neck, their horses tossed their heads as they stretched out long legs, looking forward to the place they knew they were going. Sweet, cool water flowed down between the two giant rocks and away into the green woods. Tethering the horses nearby to rest, the two woman sat at the edge of the brook. Sighing, Daelin fell back in a play faint to watch the branches dance between her and the clear blue sky.
 

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Denath trotted the fine black mare through the front gate. Two guards dressed in chain shirts approached him as he stopped to their calling. Each also had steel helms and held long spears in which they crossed at an angle in front of him. It was a good many days now since he decided to take on the guise of the messenger. He did not know why at the time but he felt it would be the easiest way to deliver the message unabaded. "I am Lamosa, a messenger...I have an urgent message for the Princess." His words flowed proudly with a hint of urgency in them that took the guards aback. He never changed his gaze from its forward poise and he looked very much the noble that he was...in another life.

He wore a blackened chainmail with shiny iron greaves and vambraces attached with buckles. Black boots and dark steel gauntlets made him look that much more fierce and commanding. A long, well crafted bastard sword jutted out from the right side of the saddle toward the horses head. His long, black and gold cloak held the heraldry of his Origin, however Denath had no idea where that was. Togal, whinied and shook its head, its shiny black mane blew in the soft wind.

The guards looked at each other in indecision and Denath took full advantaqe. "Let me pass or I shall report your insolence to the Princess." Again his words cut to their ears with authority and passion. His left hand never once left the reigns, bent at the wrist. His right hand and arm bent across his lap. The guards moved aside without a word. However one spoke to a runner in a hushed tone. The runner nodded and ran quickly up the road toward the castle. Denath nodded sharply and without even a shake of the reigns, Togal stepped forward and began a regal gate down the road toward the castle.
 

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"Come, Anna. Please? Can't we stay a little longer?" Smiling pleadingly, Daelin looked up from the bank at the other woman. Anna, only a few years older and of quite similar looks even for her different breading, simply smiled down at her mistress and shook her head. "If we are gone any longer they might find us out. And if that should happen, you might find it hard to get out again without a few... tag-alongs." A slight twitch of her mouth showed all that was needed to be plain in what she meant.

They had been gone only a few short hours when the castle yard closed around them once more. Side by side to her hand-maiden, Daelin smiled kindly at the people that caught sight of them. Keeping a slow but steady pace, the horses snorted happily as they continued on to the stables. Closing her eyes, Daelin breathed in the warm air and let the scent of the horses, meals being cooked, tilled gardens and a range of other things make a moment into another memory.
 
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Princess Emery and her handmaiden righted themselves as they moved toward the Gardens from the stables. The late afternoon’s ride did muss their hair but Anna did what she could with her brush and quick fingers on Daelin’s long braid. As they approached the Courtyard, she looked over and saw the ducks as they swam in the small stream that flowed along it. A Drake and her little ones floated on the current in a straight line. It had almost looked militant to her and made her smile. The courtyard soon gave way to the gardens. Already she could see couple’s move about the lush green hedges and flowers that she felt were much to orderly. She sighed in exasperation as tonight would be another night of entertaining. The King’s little way to show appreciation to the wealthier citizens of Gorshven. She hated how her brother always acted around these people. He was always showered with compliments and niceties by them, and he loved it. She watched as he pranced and preened about. It utterly embarrassed her.

The boy made his way to the courtyard. He was dressed in the heraldry of the King yet he wore only a leather jerkin and boots. It would be some years yet before he was inducted into the guard. Where is she, where is she. He said over and over to himself. He so much wanted to deliver his message and be back quickly to report his success. Finally, he saw her. Without thinking he ran down the steps and into the gardens. As he ran, he tripped over someone’s foot that stood in his path and he fell forward into the Princess. She caught him by the shoulder and helped him upright. He panted very heavily and she looked at him.
 

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"Careful, lad." A laughing smile came to her eyes. "You alright? Why such a hurry?" Glancing at how he was dressed, Daelin looked over at Anna and back to the young boy. She waited for him to catch his breath; happy to be both delayed from going inside and distracted from the order surrounding them.

Standing straighter now, the boy received a quick, approving smile from both woman as he pulled his best stance and started to deliver his message.
 

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The lad choked back his heavy breathing and swallowed. "Princess Emery, a rider dressed in black armor has arrived. A...messenger." His face took on a strange look as he desperately tried to remember the name he heard. In all of the excitement, he had forgotten. It sounded like lamb... He tried to remember. "La...La...mo...sa, he said he had a message for you and you alone...He is coming up to the castle as we speak mylady!" A small grin formed on the boys face.

Daneth approached the bridge and stopped. He turned his steed aside and dismounted. *clank* went the sound of his boots as he hit the ground solidly. A guard came up and took the reigns of his horse. "Move away there!" Daneth commanded. The guard gave him a stern look and stepped back. "You there!" He pointed to the other guard that stood nearby. "You shall escort me to the Princess!" He said forcefully. The guard was stunned yet he felt compelled to comply. Without a word, he raised up his spear and moved down across the bridge toward the castle front. Daneth gave the other guard a cursory nod and grabbed hold of Togal's reigns and stepped after his guide.
 

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Anna and Daelin were silent for a moment; a quick look from one to the other saying more then could be spoken in such a short amount of time. Turning her head back to the boy, Daelin thanked him for a job well done.

"No Anna. There's no time just now." A light but hurried smile twitched at the corner of Daelin's mouth as Anna tried to convince her to change out of her riding things. Whoever this Lamosa was, there was little reason to make too much bother of cleaning up just to hear his message. Uniting the golden braid, Anna had only been able to brush most of the stray strands back into place before Daelin lightly waved her off.

The smaller meeting room opened before them; Daelin placing herself between the two entry pillars at the far end from the door more out of habit then having given it any thought. Just at and behind her right elbow, Anna watched quietly as a guard entered and made way for another figure.
 

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He had feigned annoyance at the attitude of the guards that attempted to slow or divert him. Each time they had intervened or impeded him, he would bark at them with an indignation that stayed their hand. With his left hand, he held onto the pommel of his bastard sword that hung down at an angle behind him as he walked. His long, black cloak brushed along the floor evenly, his shoulders were very broad and square. Black locks of hair rested nicely on his shoulders and he had a practiced gate. He was not sure if the woman that stood between the pillars was the Princess, but he took stock of those around him and assumed that she was. He stepped before her and bowed to a knee. He bowed his head low before her and removed the sealed letter from his breast. “I am Lord Lamosa my lady and I bare a missive from a confidant.” He lifted his head and stood before her. His dark brown eyes settled upon her own eyes. He was quite striking to look at however his accent she could not exactly place. She nodded regally to him and accepted the sealed letter.
 

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There was something behind his eyes; something that seemed almost out of place here. "Lord Lamosa, is it? You look to have been traveling for some time." Even as she heard her own words, she wondered what she was saying. "You may rest here a time if you wish."

A quiet sound behind her, Daelin blinked and tipped her head a little as Anna spoke to her in a whispered tone.
 

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He smiled lightly as he began to get used to this small cherade he played now. A large part of him began to enjoy it all as well. He thought this Princess arrogant, young, and very beautiful. She assumed quite alot by not introducing herself. He raised up and responded. "If it pleases mylady." He tipped his head once more regally. "May I be allowed access to your fine stables as well during my stay?" He continued with his eyes down for the question was indeed presumptuous. Yet the question was posed as if his reasons for asking were based solely on the needs of his horse. "Ofcourse." She said plainly and waved her hand briskly. Two men behind him cought her gesture and turned to leave. He raised up slowly and allowed his eyes to move over her form. His intent was to let her see, for he could not be so forward to say anything more.
 

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A light, was it a chill or warmth?, ran through her as she watched him. Taking quick note that only the one guard had stayed behind, Daelin motioned for his attention. Ordering that he send for a tray to be brought up, she watched him glance between her and Denath momentarily before leaving with a hint of reluctance.

The slightly wrinkled paper turned in her hand. "Was this all?" He saw her gaze drift over him briefly, and the hint of color that touched her cheeks when she caught herself. "And you need not worry about my handmaiden, she knows when not to listen." A hint of a smile pulled at the corner of Daelin's mouth only for a moment. "As you seem to know, I am Princess Daelin Emery. Please, is there anything else you need? I've already sent for food and drink to be brought here, and you are welcome to join me, lord Lamosa." One hand gestured to the table behind him.
 

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Daneth bowed once again to her gesture. "As you wish mylady." He straightened, tilted and bowed to Anna as well. With a quick turn he moved toward the table where he stood and awaited the ladies to join him and sit. His eyes cought once more upon the wax seal that was still present upon the message. It all made him a bit nervous as he really had no idea what it might say. The Princess however knew the seal and knew it well. It was from Katrina, her longtime friend and confidant. She married a young lord herself however the distance of their stations kept them far apart. Anna slid out a chair for Daelin, which she sat in immediately. A warm smile appeared upon her face. Anna moved over and before she could lift a chair for herself, Daneth moved aside her and moved it out for her. Anna smiled over at Daelin who smiled back. Times being as they were, it was not a common thing for a lord from another land to travel. As he slid her chair in for her, he noticed he still had on the guantlets. Calmly, he moved to a chair across from them and sat down. As he looked at the women, he began to unbuckle them and silently, he cursed himself for his lapse of judgement. The table was a long rectangle made from a solid wood that Daneth did not recognize. He had spent so much time in the past few years underground, he lost much of what he did know. It was from when he was a boy that he drew forth his memories of the ways of lords and ladies. Now, every nuance, every subtlety was a struggle to remember and the rest, he would have to learn as he went along. Hopefully not at the expense of the moment. So far, the false aura held and all would hinge about the unopened message that still rested within her hand.
 

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The sound of a door opening pulled Daelin's attention away; a pleased smile being shown the young boy as he carefully set a large silver tray on the edge of the table. Glasses were set next to a container of rich wine; cheese, warm bread and other things covering the rest of the plater. It was Anna that poured the wine and silently offered a glass to Daneth after doing the same for Daelin. Receiving an approving nod, the boy bowed and left the three on their own.

Only a few fresh grapes and a little white cheese were picked out as Daelin kept her left hand around the letter in her lap. Wondering what Kathrin had written, she also wished to know a little about the man that had brought it to her; and so she found herself caught between the two. It had been a long while since any news had been sent to her, but there was something about this man that drew questions in her mind and she could do little to keep from wondering about him.

Trying to decide on the most immediate path, her ocean blue eyes again went to the strong shape of the man's face before falling to the letter. She thought a few moments before breaking the silence. "If you spoke to her, did Kathrin say how important this letter is? I was told you brought something for me alone and that you would see no other." One cool grape was lifted up and slipped into her mouth, the sweet tang silencing any further words as she started to finger the hardened wax seal.
 
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Opening the letter, Daelin's eyes were fixed on the words as she read what they said.

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My Dearest Daelin,

I have sent this urgent message with my father’s most trusted friend. I hope that it finds you safe and sound because I must warn you of something. It has come to my attention that there is a traitor in your midst. Or at the very least someone who is not who they seem. Your father is in grave danger.

You remember that I told you if the man I found being sold as a slave at the market. How he refused to leave with the freedom I gave him. As you know, it’s been some time now. I have learned so many things about him. Some of which I simply can not put in any letter. I know beyond a doubt that he can truly be trusted and as such has become my personal confident. But I think I may be starting to care for him in a way more then just a lady’s care. I can’t let that happen. Beyond the fact that he has placed himself under my charge. He’s not like us, Daelin.

I am preparing to make my way there in a few months time. Please, my friend, I have had terrible visions. Also, I can not explain this, but I must tell you that you must trust the White Tiger. He can protect you. I know not who this man is that I speak of but you truly need to hear me.

Again, I hope this comes to you in good time and that you are doing well. Please be careful. I will come as soon as I can.

I love you and miss you,
Katrina
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It was a few moments before the princess blinked and looked up slowly.
 

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Daneth watched her eyes as they moved from line to line. Though she did not openly show distress, he felt it in the air around them. He wondered who wrote it and what information could affect her so. He reached across and grasped a large piece of bread and some cheese and salted meat. He was completely famished. He did his best to mind his table manners. He had no cause to use them in such a long time. He almost forgot about the napkin. Yes, it shoudl go onto the lap...yes, like that. He told himself as he spread it across his knee. He also took several grapes, an apple, and one of the filled glasses of wine.

Anna moved a glass of wine to Daelin, and one to herself. She found that she herelf was very hungry. She broke apart a large piece of bread and set have of it onto each of their places. She followed suit with the meat, cheese, and plump grapes that glistened in the light. Though she to was well mannered, Lord Lamosa had turned indeed turned her fancy. He was everything a young lord should be. Tall, dark, strong, handsome, and very brave to travel the wilderness alone. She could not help herself to ask him. "So my Lord Lamosa, was long road a difficult one?" He swallowed down a large piece of apple before he answered. He leaned forward and took up the glass of wine into his right hand. "Well my dear Anna, there are few roads anymore that are truely safe. Brigands, orcs, wolves, who knows what else travel our roads just as we do. I was infact accosted within a clearing." He leaned back and made sure to look at The Princess when he said that. He did not like to lie and he felt this was a small stretch, for indeed he had witnessed and taken part in the event. Anna's eyes grew large at his mention. "Oh please tell us what happened!" She could not help her excitement.
 

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Folding the letter back around its self, her eyes seemed to go out of focus as she looked blankly at the glass of wine by her plate. Thought she could hear their voices, her thoughts were so far away that it may as well have been silent. Katrina hadn't sent a letter in a long while and as good as it was to hear that she would be coming, what she had written worried and even confused Daelin as she tried to make sense of it. Of everything that spun through her mind, two of Katrin's words came to her more then the rest. 'White Tiger'? What dose she mean?...

After a few moments, Daelin reached out her right hand and picked up the drink. The swirling liquid glistened slightly; a small sip serving to bring her back further as Anna’s voice became clearer. She was asking her something..? Daelin blinked and looked over at her. “Anything wrong, mylady?” Anna, still looking excited at the thought of hearing of the fight, watched the Princess as she looked up from her wandering thoughts. Fingering the glass in her hand, she smiled lightly and looked back at her handmaiden briefly. “Forgive me. You were saying something?” Tipping her head very lightly, her eyes came up to met Daneth’s across the table.
 

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He talked with his hands, and almost spilled his wine in the process. "There I was, alone and resting in a clearing when I heard them." He paused to see if they were listening. Anna's eyes were large and fixed on him. "The rustle of leaves and the sound of hooves. "I quickly came to my feet and drew my sword." He made a swish motion with his free hand. "First, I spied only two, but soon they became four and one man on a horse. I decided that I would not survive." Anna held a hand to her mouth and gasped. "But I would give them a fight to remember." He smelled the air and picked up their scents. He could tell that Anna was very excited, however the Princess appeared to be unaffected by his story. "Well, you do not really want to hear of such violence, it is not for the ear of a lady." Anna garnered the look of someone who had just had a book stolen from her hands right before the best part. She looked pleadingly at the Princess and took her arm.
 

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Anna's hand on her right arm felt strange for a moment as Daelin began to realize that she had slipped back to her thoughts. She again found the room had gone silent and wondered for a moment what it was that Lamosa had been saying. Looking over at Anna, Daelin's face was almost blank as she lifted the opened letter from her lap and held it out to her handmaiden. The excited and hopeful look on Anna's face quickly starting to change as she took the paper. While she began to read, Daelin looked back at the face across from her. "How is your lord doing as of late, lord Lamosa? Did he receive the horse that was sent? It was one of our best." Wanting to be sure of this man, the question was one that anyone at all close to Katrina's father would know to be false. Though there had been trading and gifts of friendship and good faith from one to the other, no horse had been sent from the king's stables. Almost everything about this man seemed to fit; his smooth actions, demanding presence, even the strong build seemed to speak of his being of higher status. But yet something about him had brought a question to the back of her mind and refused to leave without some form of answer. If Katrina could trust him... Daelin played with the thought while watching the man's face closely.
 

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