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Her lips parted to answer the man, to explain that she had been bitten by a snake; that time was of the essence; that they were gathered nearly at the doorstep of her home. But the woman started to scream, to scramble back toward her, and Andromache was reminded that she was no mere passerby but a princess. She drew forward to offer the protection of her larger figure, howling for @Nikolaos, @Euryalos, @Faustus.

If you wish them gone, ασημένια κυρία, say the word, Andromache murmured into the breathless silence that followed the injured woman's words, meant for her ears alone. We should move quickly. It will only get worse.