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. Ark always says I
should think first, since I'm not very good at it sometimes,
and maybe I would live longer that way, and right then I
decided that maybe he knew what he was talking about.
The knight glanced at me a few times but said nothing
as he cleaned his armor, every bit of it, then got himself a
drink from the fountain. He acted like I wasn't really there. I
forgot how hungry I was getting because I had never seen a
real knight up close, and this one smelled like old sweat and
leather and fur and steel. His eyes were like a gray winter
sky, and the more I looked at him the less I wanted to ask
my question, but I knew I'd have to do it anyway for Ark
and you. I was just clearing my throat and was trying to get
the question framed properly, so that I could run if
necessary, when I saw Kroogi walk up from the
blacksmith's shop to wash his face before lunch like he
always does, and I knew I was saved. I would ask Kroogi
the question first.
I smiled at Kroogi and sat up straight when he came
over, only he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at the
knight and the knight was looking back, and neither was
looking away, and they didn't look too happy about seeing
each other. I waved at Kroogi to get his attention, but he
didn't wave back. He slowly stripped off his shirt to wash,
and you could see the old tribal tattoos on his chest and
arms from when he was a warrior with the Red Thunder
People who lived east of here before they all died from
fighting or being sick, which was why Kroogi left them
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