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ded tunic, tears streaming down her pal
yelled, her voice trembling with self-righteous drama. "If you must pu
ace squires shifted unco
nch, the hem of my crimson gown b
aring down at her. "What makes you think a
e I come from, all humans are equal! You are no better than
ords like an iron blade. "This land is governed by the b
he chief bailiff stan
Dragon Court Law for a dragonless co
or clanking. "Death by sacred flame, You
ed from her face in an instant. Her hands began t
ou move yourself, or shall I have the guards remo
so fast she scraped her pa
clutching her ankle. "Alys! Do n
r to bear her burdens, her crime of obstructin
er. "Add twenty strikes t
t flesh began again, accompan
er hands pressed over her ears,
and, the sharp clatter of iron-shod
the square. A young woman in an ostentatious silk gown adorned with ch
ilthy dogs!" Gwyn Bradley screa
her face turning crimson with rage. She marched straight
How dare you lay a
rked, stepping forwa
shrieked, raising her palm to
was
d it downward, and delivered a brutal,
e slap rang acr
apsed hard onto her side, her rub
eak the First Princess's name?" Clara looked
filling her eyes. "You... a common handmaiden s
ght in my irises pulsed, locking her on
against the sto
eak, a massive sh
ulders blocked her hateful glare, his hand resting on th
p, Your Highness," he sai
ragon-scale cloak and draped
of arctic cedar and dark ember smoke drifted from the fab
as large, decorated with gilded iron and
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