A large, beefy man wearing expensive clothes and wielding a long staff came to the fore of the group. Everybody stared at him, not daring to speak. For he was Aeson, the chief of the village. His only child, a young toddler called Ralf, waddled up to Sekrite, and took her hand. Ralf seemed to love Sekrite, which Daciana and Arthfael always teased her about.
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