[Seregil stopped, his brows raise at that. He hadn't known that there was no name to her, and the thought of it was upsetting. Names were more than simply important, they were the core of who you were. He himself had his own name ripped from him in the land of his people, only allowed being called it among the Tir, the thought of her having to live without one was almost the stuff of tragic ballads.]
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None at all?