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“I am glad you are alive, Dawsyn Sabar,” she says. “Though I doubt you will remain so for long.”
“It is my aim in life to leave an impression and I don’t much care for ensuring it be a good one.”
“Ryon,” she says, swallowing hard, “why did they carve my grandmother into stone?” He pauses for a long moment before he answers, “She was their princess, Dawsyn. The crown princess of Terrsaw.”

