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Chapter 121: What the Guild Would Need

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Yseult arrived at the library the following morning with a proposal considerably more detailed than I'd expected anyone to produce overnight, pages of careful notes outlining exactly what a Healing Guild might actually require to function.

"I didn't sleep," she admitted, spreading the pages across the table with the particular restless energy of someone who had found a problem genuinely worth losing sleep over. "I kept thinking about what we'd actually need. Not simply healers willing to learn.
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