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Kiria
Kiria shed her Beauty as soon as she left Firian, but she still felt wildly exposed in the streets of Brithnem as her horse clopped up the quiet roads to the palace.
He let me go. Her thoughts wouldn’t settle. Of all the scenarios she had considered, this wasn’t one. She was too confused and upset to be relieved. Now she only had one course of action—to tell the other Keepers that Tanyuin forces were camped right outside their door.
She got back as soon as she could, making flimsy, unnecessary excuses for the guards who let her into the palace. The hall rugs felt softer than usual under her feet as she ran back to her room.
Stopping short, she saw Bard arguing with her guards, who circled around him. He waved animated gestures in the air. Though the shortest among them, he cl
