[ Ciri tenses, going very still for a moment. Her curse this time is muffled, just under her breath. Shit. She forgot about Rinwell.
Forcing a deep breath -- in, ribs expanding, out, counting slow -- Ciri tries to calm herself enough that her voice will not be so harsh when she's able to free it from the lump lodged in her throat.
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Forcing a deep breath -- in, ribs expanding, out, counting slow -- Ciri tries to calm herself enough that her voice will not be so harsh when she's able to free it from the lump lodged in her throat.
She turns, looking over the back of her chair. ]
Did I wake you?