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"What you have heard, alas, is true, Master Falco," said Wynflaed. "Lord Eodwine is gravely ill, ill enough that Eomer King has seen fit to lay plans in the event that he should never return. That is why Lord Athanar and I are here, and while we both truly hope that he may recover, we must act as if the worst has come to pass."
She glanced over at Saeryn, hoping that her bald statement had not wounded her too badly.
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