"Blesser Trine." the words were mumbled respectfully enough, but it was obvious someone above the rank of summoner was speaking to her.
"What is it Zalla?" demanded Trine, turning around to her. Zalla had caught up.
"There's something I think you need to know." Trine frowned. She wasn't used to Zalla being serious. But there she was, sixteen year old Zalla sure enough.
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