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At this thought, so awful to him since he had sworn privately that he would serve and protect her to death, he stopped still and put his hand to a tree trunk to support himself, and bowed his head in shame. She was his lady, he was her knight, and at this, the very first test, he had failed; now she was somewhere lost in the darkness, and he could not find her.
The Lady of the Rivers (The Plantagenet and Tudor Novels, #1)
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