[Cullen wasn't the only one in the practice yard. A tall, unnaturally pale young woman in a mail hauberk was moving expertly through a set of sword-drills, until a particularly enthusiastic thrust left her tugging her sword out from where the dummy's neck would be.]
Charter curse it- [Sabriel swore again under her breath- then sighed, and prepared to start all over again.]
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Charter curse it- [Sabriel swore again under her breath- then sighed, and prepared to start all over again.]