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... ow clothing, who appeared to be of the same age as him, noticed her lips were tightly sealed, and her face was filled with anger. She was staring at him intensely, her eyes sharp as the horse stopped under the bright sunlight. She had delicate skin, fair and smooth, and her hair was gathered neatly behind her head. A small pouch was attached to her back, which seemed to contain something important. With the reins in her left hand and a whip in her right, she gazed at him with icy eyes.

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