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The only thing louder than Zaya’s tears was her father’s indignation.

“Daughter!” roared Medvedson. “You are a warrior of the Fighters Clan! And you are no longer a young girl! How can you cry and disgrace our glorious family? Wipe your nose, catch your breath, and speak properly!”

Zaya’s brothers peeked in at the strange sounds, cautiously appearing from behind one of the six wooden columns that stood in the main hall of the fortress.

“Go away, curious children!” Medvedson waved his hand.

The brothers hurried back to where they came from.
The girl wiped her nose and tears, folded her arms across her chest, and pouted.
- You were the one who wanted to marry me off!
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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