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“When last I saw you, Morcaer of Fenmarch, you were taller and your hair fairer, and you held yourself high with pride.” 

“That may be so, lady, but many men are colored by their deeds, and in the light of day I am yet a bolder man and braver. The sun once shined on me kindly, but no longer, and now all good fortune has forsaken me. All that I loved, I have left behind.” 

{the sequel to "Of Confessions"}

Aeshaeidr followed the Oathlord into the mead-hall that had become his seat of power in recent weeks. With the high ceilings and openness of the main hall, the echo of their footsteps across the wooden floors only echoed back louder to her ears.