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claudia did not know what else to speak on that would hold faramir's attention -- she busied herself perfecting the elegant cadence of her step, strides long and fluid, her child's body fluent in the language of eloquence, yet not budded with a woman's charms. it remained to be seen if ever it would, given the childhood trauma of which she nor madeleine spoke. and it had all been a dream, perhaps -- louis' dark face looming over her, accompanied by a golden wolf whom she had never known in the waking world.