Wren sighed. As much as she hated to do it, it would still be the most
interesting path, to be sure. Down the path she trudged, grumbling
about the last time she had met with dear Hawk, about evil King Andreus, about the war...
until she bumped into someone. Looking up, she saw the all
to sweet, smiling face of Hawk.
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