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Thornden stood up, but stepped away from Athanar. "You go in, and I will follow just behind. It will be better that way."
Truth be told, he felt it was a little too friendly to enter in the manner Athanar wished to. To clasp another’s shoulder was to him a sign of close friendship and being comfortable in each other’s presence, but at this point, he felt neither for lord Athanar. He was willing to not be enemies, and to even follow Athanar as a lord and master, but not to show a close friendship yet.
I do no think the men will take it amiss. We neither of us are angry, and if we do not appear so, they will assume whatever quarrel we had has been taken care of. My place is to follow you, and so no one will think it wrong that I come after you into the hall. Please, let us go in that way.”
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