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Lysilde sighed.

All these uncertainties made her anxious.

"Perhaps we ought to go to the blacksmith, to manufacture some tools for ourselves that serve that purpose."

Lysilde wondered if they would be allowed to do so, even now as they had just thought about it. Svilnar was bound to know exactly how they were planning his supposed downfall and make contingencies. Hardly fair, but it was the hand they were dealt and as inert as that rendered her, she supposed she'd peddle along regardless.