<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"I have always been and will always be your Champion," Cameron murmured to her, with the air of one repeating a promise made many times over.<br/>
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To tell a pretty lie, or a harsh truth?  Cameron sighed.  "The palace is not as I remember it, little one -- but I think it not your rule which darkens it.  Rather, that which darkens the palace has also darkened your rule -- does the distinction register?"  He patted her hand where it rested in the crook of his arm.  "I should like indeed to take a meal and rest awhile, but not until I have seen to your comfort."</span></span>