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He agreed to the feathers, which a part of her hadn't expected him to do. Maybe Mahler was kinda awful at choosing men, but he wasn't a terrible one himself. If he'd been a little bit younger, Sequioa would have been all over that shit. Alas, she considered him an old man.

I'm not from any court, I'll tell you that much. But Sequoia wasn't interested in divulging her life story to Mahler, even if he was turning out to be pretty alright. As far as she knew, there were still Drageda wolves lingering in these parts, and they considered her a traitor. She'd spent so much time away from them, she didn't even remember the Trigedasleng word for it. Not that it mattered now anyway.