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| 15 | 148 | Her voice was View more quotes about cold">cold, each word a crystal of ice. |
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| 15 | 145 | I could tell she was no longer confident of where she stood. |
| 15 | 146 | She decided to play her trump card. |
| 15 | 147 | She squared off against me, regal, haughty, insolent. |
| 15 | 148 | Her voice was cold, each word a crystal of ice. |
| 15 | 149 | "You would not dare," she said, "to sell me". |
| 15 | 150 | "Why not?" I asked. |
| 15 | 151 | "Because," she said, drawing herself to her full height, gathering the golden tattered robes about her, "I am Tatrix of Tharna". |