She could not stop trembling. What could not be mended must be lived with, so her Aunt Jan always said. Especially from each other. To him she was not even a worm, not even a living thing, just a piece in a game, to move at his command.
At one point she opened her mouth to protest, but the Illustrious and Honored Guild of Hookers always claimed it would take any wager in any amount. Some Amyr-lins had become little more than puppets once the Hall acquired a taste for rejecting what they put forward. As you command, Mother. Samitsu and Niande looked horrified.
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