choosing?'
Kethry rolled up into the covers to hide her blushes, still laughing.
Tarma joined the laughter, and limped back to her own bed, blowing out their candle and falling into the eiderdowns to find a dreamless and healing sleep.
For there were going to be tomorrows, she was sure of that now -- and they'd better be in shape to be ready for them.
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