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Trouble Brewing
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Then from the other side of the Inn a group of chattering guardsmen came over the crest of the hill.
Cróga ran to Ceridwyn, placing himself in front of her, growling and poised to attack.
Alys and Ryanne turned towards this new racket, distracted and irritated.
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