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Something was wrong with Rogero.
Bradamante intended to use that to her advantage.
He wasn’t right in his mind. Unless she could no longer trust her instincts, she believed he truly didn’t remember who she was.
She intended to use that to her advantage, too. He might not know that she had any skill at all with a blade. She attacked immediately to take him by surprise.
She would have preferred using her own sword, but this duplicate of Rogero’s felt almost as comfortable to wield as her own. The blade felt light and perfectly balanced. The handle was warm inside her hand, like the hilt of the water knife Rogero gave her. Warm as if it were someone else’s hand pressing against her own.
The sword cut swiftly across the air. But Rogero acted swiftly to block it. He was as skilled with
