Svalin put a calming hand on Tryggvi. The horse was accustomed to the chaos and sounds of battle, but the strange things on Migard terrified him at time. He would get used to them, of that she had no doubt, but it would take time.
"Well met," she said to the armored figure. Her other hand was on the hilt of her sword.
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