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Secru rubbed his cheek thoughtfully at ira's parting kiss. Few things in life took him by surprise, but this one had. It only added to his regret that she wasn't staying. He turned his attention back to Leo.

"Fior? No, I have never met the lady in question. Miaua D'aslya, the Shaman of my village mentioned her name, as a Caller of high ability and higher integrity, and I have no reason to doubt his word. If she is your betrothed then - " he stopped. He'd been meaning to say something insulting, but realized that it could only alienate the knight further, to no good purpose. "Then I congratulate you. It's obvious that you have virtues over and above what you choose to reveal."

He looked longingly at the door, through which the peasant girl had vanished. Partly in regret - for she'd been pleasant to look upon - but more through suspicion. They'd already been greeted with a throwing spell. What more were they planning, between them?