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He leans down and kisses my lips softly. "It's perfect. I've missed smoking as a ghost. And the cane is perfect as well."

"My turn." Kiarr rips open his gift and lets out a triumphant yell. "A polished bull horn for mead-is it spelled too?"

I nod. "Yes."

"Ye don't know how happy ye make me, Brene. B
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