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To Aragorn's surprise, the wench's cheeks actually flushed! ~ "I'm sorry." ~ Her voice was contrite and she looked truly remorseful ~ How the hell does he manage to do that? ~ Yet his stray thoughts, too, were a silent rebuff. He nodded briefly at Cyrus and paid no further attention to Eilonwy, his eyes resting on the half-elf ~ "It's your call, Cyrus." ~ Not that it mattered particularly whether or not this Daniel tagged along.
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