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| | A Rising Star, Part Three |
 | | Suddenly, Nimue was being flung through the air like a rock from a catapult until she hit a bookshelf on the wall behind her. |
 | | She was rather fond of Nimue, too, though not as a female companion, but as a child, one of the few left at the castle, that she could teach to knit, and embroider, and all of the other womanly arts. |
 | | All of the things that Nimue could already do, but she had nothing better to do most days, now that Merlyn was trapped within wherever the portal had led to, and the king and knights were off on some quest or another. |
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