That girl was always praying. In life the girls had been breathless and giddy, whispering to each other as they went, as excited as they were afraid. Here the air smelled of dust. Boats only sink when I'm aboard.
And stronger. But those were stories. Training him for knighthood is the province of the master-at-arms. Your daughter.
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