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Dusk had to give them credit: the soldiers were very thorough. Within ten minutes they had a pile laden with both of her boot knives, her bodice dagger, the sharpened pin she'd concealed in the sweep of her headfur, another hidden in the brush of her tail, and one small knife she'd concealed in...

Dusk half paid attention to Talinn's mindless nattering about winter provisions and defense of the realm and other such unimportant details, focusing instead on the message he conveyed. Her mind pieced together some of the fragments, coming to a single conclusion: Amélie knew. She somehow knew...

Dusk simply nodded, cradling her husband to her and softly kissing his cheek. "Of course," she murmured. "Of course we can stay like this." I'll stay, the unspoken promise whispered between them. She'd gone long enough without him to regret having left, and she had no desire to do so again...

Dusk allowed the tension to seep out of her shoulders as Talinn covertly signaled his agreement on the topic of Mina Rose. She'd been concerned that he would want to move swiftly to bring Mina Rose into the family; it seemed that they at least had some time to figure out a solution in that...

By the time that Talinn finished packing, the carriage carrying Dusk had already borne her from her offices at the Ministry of Misanthropy. Given recent events, she'd been expecting a summons to Amarone for a while, and kept a bag packed - either for the trip, or to flee, depending on the nature...

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Alkamarian and Miklarian Culture: The history of Alkamar and Miklar has been one of slow cultural osmosis, or, from some points of view, domination and eradication. Over the centuries the Alkamarian language, art forms, cultural norms, and musical styles have come to overtake those of Miklar...

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