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... ruly believed he had achieved the impossible: peace.
Kaelith, after the wild parade of lunch, had yawned so hard her eyes nearly crossed, and Veylira, the only one with any magical patience, had whisked her away for a quick nap.
Raveth, never one to refuse a snuggly baby, volunteered to rock her gently until sleep took hold.
The castle, for those next thirty minutes, was transformed. The sunlight seemed warmer, the air quieter.
Thalor found himself with a mug of t ...
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