Bor grunted as he hoisted the new window frame into place outside of Mar's room. The wood felt good against his palms as he shoved it into place.

"Bor." The low growl came from one of the seven who asked him to ban Ruben from the mill.

He turned around. There were twenty of them. They were snarling at him and low growls shook the air.

"You said you'd help us."

"No, I said I'd think about it. Mar is happy."

"Ruben is a freak."

"It makes Mar happy."

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