


The great hall at Edmund's was bustling with activity. The pope/preacher/guy/ waited in the private chapel
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Katrina set a tray of still warm food on the table. She tiptoed towards the door so she wouldn't wake Gavin, but clumsily tripped over a cat.

Ummmm Edwin stuff yeah
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Emilee closed the tavern door behind her and proceeded on her journey. The tavern owner had been kind enough to provide her with an apple and small loaf of bread in exchange to brush his horse.
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Jane dressed hastily and hurried along the many corridors to the queen's rooms