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Authors: Jr. L. E. Modesitt
Krystal looked vaguely amused. “Just a moment. I've worn this damned sword straight for the past five days.” She unbuckled the belt and laid both sword and belt on the table.
“Damned sword?” I asked. “Not any longer. It's ordered.”
“Stop assuming things.” She stepped around the table.
“What?”
“Like whether I would be or wouldn't be this or that. I am. I always have been.”
“Been what?”
It was another stupid question, but it finally didn't matter. This time, her hands didn't stop at my fingertips, nor mine at hers. We couldn't say anything more. Even the gusts of the full winter wind didn't bother us. Then again, we didn't stay on the balcony long, and she had already barred the door.
Someone knocked, of course, but that was later. Much later.
This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental
THE MAGIC OF RECLUCE
Copyright © 1991 by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
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