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Chapter 18

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"It's time."

Cain's voice came from the doorway. Wren looked up from her breakfast to find him watching her with an unreadable expression.

"Time for what?"

"Come with me." He didn't wait for her answer. He just turned and walked away, expecting her to follow.

She hesitated for a moment. Then she stood and followed.

He led her through the village. Past the training grounds. Past the blacksmith and the weaving women and the children playing in the streets. All the way to the edge of the settlemen
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