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Rebecca agreed, then broke into her shop. Most of the magical supplies were things she could actually get in any town- what she needed right now was hard cash. Most was in a drawer by the counter, which the guards had looted with presumed glee, but her more valuable coins were in an enchanted lockbox. It wasn't much- half a dozen silver crowns and two hard-earned gold dragons- but aside from the clothes on her back, it was all she had. Now, as she ran to the burned out tree to begin her flight with Iliya, a tear crawled down her cheek. Things might have turned sour this night, but Willowby was still her home.