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They had been in Denerim two days, and the Couslands were bored. After near constant skirmishing on the road, just visiting the marketplace or sitting around at an inn left both siblings itching to start a fight. "When are we leaving again?" Layne asked for the third time that evening, poking idly at his shepherd's pie. "Tomorrow morning. Like I told you the last three times." Layne groaned and let his forehead hit the table with a dull thud. "Anjaaa…" His sister rolled her eyes, twisting a strand of hair around her finger as she poured over a new map. "It's the earliest we can possibly leave, Layne, and you know it. Now stop thi

"Fergus! Layne!" The two Cousland boys looked up from their game of chess to see their little sister Anja come dashing pell-mell across the courtyard, her slobbering Mabari hound Toby following close behind. "And what's got you in such a tizzy, sister?" Fergus asked with a laugh, reaching out to ruffle the girl's hair as she came to a halt at his side, panting. "You look as if you've run clear across the grounds!" Anja puffed up her chest proudly and beamed. "Well, I did, didn't I? Toby and I were out chasing rabbits in the woods by the creek." "You went without me?" Layne cried, suddenly, no longer completely absorbed in plotting his ne