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It doesn't seem to matter what we think...The prince will come up here and look at us as if we're barrels in a trader's wagon. And if I'm salt pork and he doesn't care for salt pork, then there's nothing I can do.
Shannon Hale
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Shannon Hale
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: January 26
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