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Atkin of Iceforge was a brute of a man, and not in the same way that Cassius and Landon were—he wasn’t the least bit attractive. Just very large and bulky, and she almost wished he hadn’t bothered to come from such a great distance when she was fairly certain she’d be sending him home within a few weeks’ time. Still, she’d greeted him and his entire delegation and wore a pleasant smile even though her mind wandered to Jecob endlessly. At least it hadn’t taken hours to meet just one Representative. Kit was hesitant to return to her chambers because she knew she’d have to think of something to say tomorrow. She looked out at the crowd now, before she turned to go inside, and wondered how many of these people would be there in the morning. Her mother had not made a formal announcement yet. T