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A gentle touch on her shoulder and she peered fearfully at her savior. The minstrel smiled down on her, a bloody dove in his hands. "Hush, child. You're safe now."
As she struggled with the familiar nightmare, barely coming to consciousness, she could feel fingers caress her forehead.
"Shhh. It's just a bad dream," Katerin's voice murmured. "You're safe now."
Sighing, Ros relaxed back into sleep.
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