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Tormand looked at Lun, silence between the two for a moment as they stood in the autumn clearing. The sound of birds chirping above could be heard as could the distant moan of the stream. And, at long last, Tormand gave Lun a nod. "Then you've added another con to killing you," He replied. Tormand knelt down again and began to fold their clothes. "I'm going to take these to the river, they're dirty," Tormand indicated as he rose, almost all of Song and Lun's spare clothing in his arms - a very limited number. He began to walk toward the exit before pausing. "Also, Lun. I am betrothed to Queen Vitalia and am soon to become the titular King of Sor," Tormand explained before carrying on.