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To Rowenna's surprise, Aldric managed an ironic smile and a gallant bow, as if he were admitting himself answered. She hoped so. Then he turned on his heel and walked away, back to his cronies. Directly to Nydfara, and an exchange of heated words. Had he goaded Aldric a second time as well?
"Excuse me, Thornden," she said, "it seems I do not need your shielding." She looked him in the eye and put her hand on his arm. "Thank you," she said, smiling, then moved away.
She walked around the dancers, keeping her eye on the two plotters. It appeared that Aldric was angry with Nydfara and had him by the arm, but Nydfara, scowling, shrugged out of Aldric's grip and left him; but not before he cast a look at the place where Thornden stood. Then he cast a quick glance around the room. They locked eyes. She did not let his go but allowed a grim smile. He looked unsmiling away; she made her way to him. When she came up to him, he was looking away from the dance floor, listening to some other of the Riders talking. She stood behind him.
"Nydfara."
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