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that if it was her Larris wanted, and not just theSilver Serpent, she would go with him. In anyevent she was much too proud to say anythingto him."Does the moon look brighter to you?" heasked, staring up at the round, silver orb. "Atfirst I thought it was my imagination, but I'venoticed it for several days now. It's brighterand seems closer. Or perhaps the air is clearer.I don't know, what do you think?" He scratchedhis head and continued to gaze at the sky in amanner unbecoming of a royal in Shanis'estimation."I don't know," Shanis said. "Truthfully, Ihaven't thought of much besides myself andthat ice forsaken sword. When that isn't on mymind I've been busy trying to talk Hierm out of this wedding." She felt Larris lay his hand onher shoulder, and tried to force a smile. "Isuppose it does seem brighter, now that youmention it," she said, glancing up. And he wasright. The moon did look different. Larger,brighter, more real. Strange."Does it bother you so much?" Larris asked."Hierm's marriage?" He turned to stare at herin that way he had of seeming to delve into herthoughts. She was finding it less annoying thanshe once had. Her verbal jousts with Larriswere a fresh return to normalcy, an opportunityto forget about the sudden, drastic change inher life. "Or is it the entire concept of marriageto which you are opposed? The mighty warriorgirl needs no man, and such.""Oaf!" she snapped, elbowing him in thestomach. " What bothers me is that my friend
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