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“You’re—” He mulls it over; one of the boys from the camp-men, isn’t he?
Yes, yes, theloud bastardsones near the town-line.
“Robin’s son, aren’t you? You’re a bit of a ways off, aren’t you, little one?”
Roland turned around to look at him, quickly nodding his head.
“Yes. My name is Roland.” he smiled
“Robin’s my papa.”