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ic:Khal looked pleadingly at Tyra,
'But I want to make sure missus Verloren's going to be ok, lady Tyratria'
His mouth curled up, and sad eyes formed, Khal gazed into Tyra's eyes, but soon saw it was not enough to sway the older elf's decision.
Khal left the room, and walked down the stairs to the ground floor of Verloren's estate, and headed out into her gardens.
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