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"Look what you've done now, Garmund." Lčođern protested. "You've made Cnebba run away. Cruel, cruel Garmund." She tilted her head back to look at him and scolded. "You ought to say you're sorry."
"Sorry?" Garmund snapped back. "He's the one who should be sorry."
Garstan had had enough. His face reddened with embarrassment for the children's quarreling in front of the Eorl. "Garmund. Lčođern. Stop. We will speak of this later. But you should both apologize to Lord Eodwine for your behavior. You should know better than to make a scene at supper."
"I'm sorry," Lčođern said quickly, hanging her head. Garmund reddened and muttered an apology.
"Now go to our room." Garmund and Lčođern walked away slowly, frowning at each other all the way.
"I apologize for my children's behavior, Lord." He bowed and turned to Stigend. "It would seem that our problem is worse than we thought."
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