Following Bethberry's directions for the stream, Naaramare thanked Arcon for accompanying her. "It's odd," she explained. "I have this feeling I used to be able to defend myself, because despite repeated examples of my . . .lack of martial skill, it always takes a moment to occur to me that I'm fairly well helpless."
She made a wry face to make light of it, but it still bothered her a little.
Bethberry had been right; hardly ten paces later, she could hear the stream and thirty paces later she almost stepped right into it.
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