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"Does something bother my lady?" he asked lightly.
She liked that, in many ways. She did not know that her cheeks gained a little blush as she smiled, watching their feet. She glanced at him.
"I wonder if I can trust you?"
With that they separated. It was a good thing they were dancing, or the emotions she was feeling would overpower her. She was able to keep the smile on her face and her eyes dry; she was even able to keep the heaviness of doubt a little at bay because of the dance. She allowed her eye to scan the onlookers as she tripped through the arc of the pattern. Thornden was watching; she wanted to dance with him again. She came back to face Nydfara. She looked at his feet to match his moves, then glanced at his face, wondering what she would see.
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