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Bree looked back at him. "Its not my decision." She said in a shockingly sweet voice, not hinting at her profession of a Sell sword.
Merek frowned. "Why not?" he asked, testing the bonds around his wrists. He grimaced slightly as the movement pulled at the wound on his back. "A sword through the belly would be quick. You could say I attacked you." He began to raise himself to his feet, as if threatening to do that very thing.