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She strode back out into the hall holding a wide round bundle of rotted cloth she would not let Vanin take from her. There was no guild for innkeepers in Ebou Dar, but every inn in the city was in the hands of a woman; t She forced herself to stand still and straight, toLightnings19breathe slowly; she never let anyone see weakness. A wide feathered mask covered her face more completely than Moghedien's did, but she would have known that determined stride, known that woman, from any angle in any light.
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