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Old Peter was there with a boat and there supplies which Elena told Lloyd to separate from the goods to be presented at the trade
Elena breathed the air that once was full of sweet sweat of farming and the scent of vegetables and fruit
They glided from stalls to stalls, keeping their eyes open for possible encounters. Elena had always her dagger tucked in her waist. It's not visible to whoever she had with. Though Raymond knew it, and that Elena could handle herself well, he felt a sudden urge of protectiveness that was deep in his heart. He was nothing in him that would protect them but he felt so powerful that he didn't know how come
The stalls had a few number of trading merchant farmers. Some were to their families fighting Boldon. They were safe
Their next passage was pass the port
"Your mother was a born businesswoman," Elena said in hushed tone
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