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From his own bedroll, Coram said, "It sounds beautiful. Now get some rest,
Lioness."
Alanna reached beside her and found Lightning's hilt. She gripped her
restored
blade as she moved toward sleep, a weary smile on her lips. Her first year as
a
knight was over. She had survived. And if there was trouble ahead, well, she
was
ready for it.
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