I halt at the door, taking an instinctual step back, only to bump into Maren. “No running away, my Lady.”Damn, she really is perceptive. The Steward stands in the center of the room. He bows deeply, “Afternoon, My lady.”I bend to bow in response, but Maren pinches my side, and I straighten my back
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