You mark me, he tried to push his attentions on that young woman. He did not try to weave the flows, simply swept them out over the city and a good mile out over the marsh. I will accept their submission. Tell her—and Joline—that if they fail to send regular reports from now on, they will wish they had never been born.
She was rubbing her thumbs for all she was worth, though. She stood a good three paces from the tub, and the Maidens had all backed into a watching ring. Just because the flaming dice started or stopped did not mean he had to do anything; usually when they stopped spinning, it was too late not to do something. No one at the nearby fires even looked up; they were used to this by now.
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