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Arundelle watched as Kalmar and Janner bounded off to play with the other boys. Her husband, Artham Wingfeather, started to stride after them, but Arundelle placed a gentle hand on his arm and turned him away. “Let them go,” she said. “They are in no danger here.”

Artham paused, and Arundelle knew he was considering telling her no. But even though his duties of Throne Warden lay heavy upon him, he knew that his nephews were safe. “What would you suggest instead?”

Arundelle laughed. “Refreshments, conversation, and our gifts.” She pulled a simply wrapped package from her flowing cloak. “Nia said Olumphia would enjoy this.”

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