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She still couldn't believe her eyes and she feared inwardly that, if she were to look away, Brynhild might disappear again.
I always feel safer with you around,Solvi stated, voice soft and filled with equal measure gratitude and affection for the woman who had been - and still was - a large fraction of her life. She had always been so near when she was a whelp; sometimes it felt like she had two mothers.
She listened attentively as Brynhild described her nuisances, but neither matched the vibrant bill of Cypress. That, at least, was a comfort - though it did not please her to know other threats lay in wait outside the Vale.
Perhaps Alder was right to impress upon her the importance of staying within the Vale's embrace.
No- I am told he is simply...her voice trailed, reluctant to label Cypress so hastily under a single banner, especially negatively.
Evil. It is a harsh word to call anyone, but I believe that he is.
For a moment, she allowed the statement to hang in the air.
My friend Alder and packmate Solulfur saved me - I do not think I would be here, if not for them,Solvi added - perhaps it would offer her mother's Blað reassurance in knowing she was among others who cared for her safety.
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