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At the sound of her mother's shouting, Zyaevl awoke, startled. Still, she wasn't young enough to start bawling, which was a blessing. Instead she looked up, confused and asked, "M-mother? What is wrong?" her tone was soft, and she looked slightly afraid at Alliene's yelling. At her bidding, her priestesses and Zennenn came in at a dead run. Zennenn arrived before any of them though. Seeing his mistress's expresion, he wisely remained silent.
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