married off his daughter

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“Were you always a beggar, Yusha?” she asked. Her voice was hollow, a reed snapping in the wind.

The silence that followed was long and heavy, thick with the things left unsaid.

“I told you once,” he said, his voice stripped of its poetic warmth. “Not always.”

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