Renna just spoke, her words low and even. “He said the words of promise to me, Leesha Paper. Did he say them to you?” Leesha gaped. The words were almost identical to those Gared Cutter had said to Messenger Marick, right before they came to blows over Leesha. “N-no,” she stuttered at last. “Then you mind your own business about us.” Renna let go Leesha’s wrist and stepped back. Arlen let go her arm, and she turned on her heel, storming out of the cottage. Leesha rubbed her sore wrist and cast Arlen a withering glance. “Lovely woman you’ve found.” Arlen glared at her, and immediately she
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