He recoiled, clapping a hand to his mouth. He'd been a youth then, too young to fightuntil the Six Years' War had nearly run its course. That won't do. She nodded again.
Do you hear me? ack! Evidently, the dragon did hear him. He glared at them and at the Unkerlanters inturn, as if trying to decide whom he hated more. Something glinted dangerous in Saffa's eyes. The tapman pulled cork from bottle and poured.
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