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　Four people, two on foot and two on horseback, came forward, leaving the rest behind. As they got closer, she could see it was two men and two women. One man and woman rode, another pair walked. There was something about the woman on horseback...
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　The two, jaws agape, stared out at the approaching people. Beata's knees trembled at the thought of what had almost happened.
　Beata turned and shook a fist at the two. "Put that thing away. And don't you dare go near the Dominie Dirtch! Do you understand?"
　Both saluted. Beata turned and raced down the steps two at a time. In her whole life, she never imagined anything Jordan heels like this.
　She never imagined she would actually meet the Mother Confessor herself.
　She gaped, along with the rest of her squad who came out to see, as the woman in the long white dress rode forward. One man rode to her right. A man and woman were on foot. The woman was pregnant. The man on foot, on the Mother Confessor's left, was dressed in loose clothes of no particular style. He had a sword, but kept it sheathed.
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