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"I won! I won!" cried Rowenna in girlish glee.
Eodwine smiled to see her happy and free (at least for now) of all the heavy weight she had been carrying for so long.
"Saeryn! I won!" Rowenna went over to her to give her a hug. Saeryn smiled and returned Rowenna's hug with a wince. "Saeryn? Are you all right?"
"Oh, it's nothing. My wound is just a little sore, that's all."
"Oh dear!" Rowenna held onto her and tried to half carry her. "We need to get you to a good seat. "Lord Eodwine!" she called.
He had seen Saeryn toward the end of the race, frowning but determined, and had seen her wince. He was over to her in a moment, and took his place on her other side. Between the two of them helping Saeryn, she hardly had to touch the ground. They sat her down on a chair near the baker. Eodwine knelt beside her and took her hand in his while Rowenna patted her shoulder.
"How are you really?" he asked.
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