Talavaria leaned back in her chair, her mind racing, as she absorbed the news. Sister Oselta had been spotted, and was, as far as they all knew, alive and well
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He was so flustered! she thought, smiling ever so slightly in spite of herself. Didn't he know that she was just a street urchin who happened to be in the right place at the right time? And that for some unknown reason, the First Sister had taken a liking to her, even though she clung to some of the old ways? Her fingers absentmindedly went to her pocket, where she still carried the yarn talisman that Freyda had shared with her that night
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