He counted four, but when he turned his head, he saw two others behind him. She could feel the eyes watching her, but she did her best to ignore them. Trouble, my lord? Beyond a doubt, his lord father said. You were fighting with wooden swords less than a year past.
He could not pretend to surprise. His arms were thick with muscle and matted with brown hair. Robert loved to hunt boar. I must be excused, he said with the last of his dignity.
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