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Llaine eyes the letter with a little more than a glint of excitement in her eye. Sultansworn? That had been her dream since she was a young noble, watching the Sultansworn in the chamber of rule. Joining the Flames had been a start, and becoming a priestess of Halone had been a great honor, but Sultansworn? Surely an opportunity she could not pass up. Her reply letter is in fine flowing calligraphy, inked in what was surely expensive ink.