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the woman knew her name. it sparked a wave of warmth that spread through nazli's cheeks, white-hot; she wasn't used to hearing it from anyone except her caretaker and didn't know how to react.

what would tavina do? all business, she thought. yes, miss. um -- drawing a few strips of dry meat free, these are lain apart from the bundled herbs.

tavina says these are to keep you strong. she didn't raise her eye from the objects even though nazli was desperately curious of the babies, as it wasn't her place to do so.