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Ep32
Over the next few days phillip was busy in preparing the army and ensuring they were ready for war. It made lisa nervous to think that there was now a real tangible enemy and they were about to ride off to fight them.
“There’s a party tonight. A goodbye party of sorts.” phillip said as they lay wrapped in each other’s arms that morning. “It’s at the Courtyard.”
“Are you asking if I want to go?” She asked.
“No, I’m saying you should.” He replied.
“Don’t you think it’s a bit risky?”
“It’s a private party, and it’s not like you’ve not b
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