"My name is Adrid Idazi," said Adrid. A smile missed its cue, but intent had been present.
She looked down at little Molly, and tried to remember when she had last talked to a child.
"You have a good eye for axes, little one. Maybe you will have one when you are older." said Adrid warmly. A smile met its cue.
There. That was good.
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