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The whole entourage held their breath as Father Galvan administered his spell on their unconscious patient. True to her plans, Yvaine and her assistants garbed the elf with an elegant white gown using the most expensive textile and laces they had bought with them.   She was now sleeping on a feather bed with all of them watching as arcane light bathed the room. It was a spell Janus could do in theory, but there was an aspect of devotion tied to it that he couldn't seem to unlock. When he asked Father Galvan about it, the answer was simple.   "Perhaps you lack faith, dear Prince. I'd advise you to attend the services more."   So that was that. As much as he would want to do the healing spell himself, he was thrilled to let Father Galvan do it for him.   As soon as the last remnant

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