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Eodwine was giving thought, and had his answer formed before Thornden had finished asking the question. His almbudsman had a good heart. He knew this already, and this new thought and question put the stamp on it. It would be a different sort of task than Thornden had yet taken on, having been a warrior and horseman for the last few years, weilding sword and bow and wit for war more than aught else. Eodwine wondered of the last two or so months in a more homely place as was the mead hall, had brought this about? More like, it was always in the young man, and the chance had now availed itself.
"I say yes, and with a good will! I think it a good thing to do, and I think well of you for it. Now tell me, what of this not so pleasant matter?"
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