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"Do you mean daughter of Kynareth? There hasn't been a son of Kynareth here for quite a few years, back when I was but a lad." The guard said confused.

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Kynril and Ysabel approached the stables and headed inside. "Greetings." He called to the stablemaster.

The Imperial came out of one of the stalls and waved at Kyrnil. "Ah, Nord. Come to get your horse?" He asked.

"No, just to check up on her." He replied.

The stablemaster nodded. "She is doing well. Though if you intend to keep her here for a few more days I will need more gold. The amount you payed was only worth 3 days."

The Half-God stroked his beard. "Ah...well I will fetch you some gold then."

The stablemaster held out his hand. "150 Drakes should cover it."

I don't have 150 Drakes....He thought.

"Here you go." Ysabel said handing him the gold. "I'll pay it for my brother."

The stablemaster looked confused at how they were siblings, but nevertheless took the gold. "Alright, come back and fetch your mare when you are ready. She will continue to be taken care of."

With the matter of Sotkey resolved, the two Half-Gods rejoined the Knights of the Nine and headed into the city.

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The Arch-Primate was a private man, only leaving the White-Gold Tower to head to the Temple of the One in special ocassions. He left the day to day of ruling the city to the Count of the Heartlands. The old priest only ever attended to more important matters personally, like matters that involved the church or the province as a whole.