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~She chuckled, a grim tone overcoming her once wise voice.~ "You're very selfish Laurehini... And irrational besides. The kano would shoot you down before you made the camp bulwarks. A fey'ri and a friend you may be, but you are none the less footsteps in the dark." ~She sighed.~ "Besides, win or lose this oversized skirmish will be over within a week. Do you really want to run to the camps and be killed before you see Ancarak only when he would have come home the next day?" ~She shook her head.~ "If you love him as much as you claim then you would bend to his wishes."
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