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For a moment she was tempted to tell him, "You know where they are," and turn away. But she did not want to tease of rile him. She was too curious.
"Come with me, I'll find you a good one."
With that she started off and heard his footsteps dutifully following.
"Remember our deal?" she threw over her shoulder. Not waiting for him to respond, because she was sure he had not forgotten after one mere night of sleep, she continued. "I was not the only woman the brigands captured. I was just the only one to survive."
She let that float in the air between them as she came to the cloak wardrobes, and opened them. She furrowed through a half dozen and picked out one.
"Here! Nice and long and warm. Dark, too. It suits you. Here." She handed it to him, at last catching his eye to see what might be seen.
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