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Arlyth's eyes widened, and almost instinctively, he threw her arms around her neck, and whispered "Yes cousin; I'm sorry. I'll listen." he trembled, "Its just... I'm so scared. She would have killed me... and your brother..." the young elf's frame shook, "...he scares me too." he blushed. "I know I didn't send word... and I didn't expect to be welcomed with open arms... but... I didn't expect such a cool reception... the only person who seemed truly happy to see me was Aunty Sylquis..." the boy sighed, and held tightly to his cousin.
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