"Lechies."
"...mph."
"Lechies, we've arrived."
Juliote's voice drifted into her ears, gently peeling the veneer of sleep away from Lechies's consciousness. She opened her eyes, awareness strengthening with every blink. The carriage had stopped. Their journey away from Damelin's estate was...
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