Emmeliene Lauer

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Of course, it had nothing to do with the fact that her ribs and arms were peppered with fading bruises, and that the sight of them made her sick. Sometimes it was sick with anger; other times it was with sorrow. Often, it was both.
The Assassin's Blade (Throne of Glass, #0.1-0.5)
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