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Chapter 63: Reyn Remembered
Author: Felix
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Garrick found Wren in the practice yard the next morning, going through her usual drills before the day's business properly began, and the words came out steadier than he expected once he'd committed to actually saying them.

"I need to ask for some time away," he said. "A relative of mine has taken ill. I'd like to go see her while there's still time to."

Wren lowered her practice blade, sympathy immediate in her expression. "Of course. Take whatever you need."

Fenn, arriving a few minutes
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