His spear’s butt to the ground, Briar used its leverage climbing into the saddle. “You’ll need to make peace with your fears. Or we won’t reach Bundhafen before the tide.”
Sir Whiskers looked to Pepper. The cat’s eyes narrowed simultaneously with hers.
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