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"Tragan. Trahan?" she tried, then furrowed her brows, knowing it wasn't right. There was no 'J' in the Cyrillic alphabet--the base of her mother language, and her ears warmed, embarrassed to be unable to master a simple consonant. She shook her head as if to clear it, and the chagrin disappeared from her expression.

"Traianus." She gave him a half-shrug, rolling her head to stretch her neck. "And no, I haven't," she answered, surprised at his accuracy, then becoming suspicious. Her eyes became icy slits. "Why?" she demanded.