Lovejoy studied Carrock in silence for a long moment. His friend’s shoulders sagged beneath the weight of his people’s stares, though most had already turned away, muttering darkly to themselves. The guard at the gate shifted uncomfortable, hand twitching near their hilts, but no one had drawn steel against the brigands.
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