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tavina's face closed, for she had heard the call of lady qiao. who could not?

"good," she said crisply, angrily, arranging new cloths and running her paw along the inside of a bird-skull she might use for the tea.

"so now a woman will sit on his throne, eventually. a girl for now." she looked at her wife and relented, reaching to touch the stunned cheek. "this is a good thing. he was a horrid man."