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Eodwine smirked. "Has Rowenna pawned off her drudge work on you then, Javan? I thought you were working with Léof."
The boy didn't answer. His head ducked lower and his shoulders rose higher as he stumbled down the hallway back to the Great Hall. Eodwine shook his head and sighed and made his way into the kitchen, where all eyes were suddenly upon him. Ah, he thought, the Eorl has arrived.
"Good morning, everyone. Has our humble kitchen turned into a fast breaking hall? Whatever happened to a good cooked breakfast?"
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