Ecgleofu found herself at the gambling table Niel had been staring at almost immediately. If she was to be forced to wait out the storm, she might as well try to do something with her time, she decided.
Her cloak now hung off the back of a chair, and her well-tailored tunic and short-cropped hair were exposed. It seemed a rather odd combination.
"Deal me in," she said to the man shuffling the cards. "Though I warn you I find myself winning this sort of thing quite often."





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