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but their loyalty is as dependable as snow
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and goes wherever the winds of power blow it.
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Their ally, Bishop Waleran, has already laid the groundwork
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for siding again with Stephen if he were to win.
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You must forgive my despair.
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Winter slows the war and gives me too much time to brood.
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It has stopped cathedral work too, I imagine.
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But come spring hope,
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may blossom, the war may end,
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the church walls may rise ever higher,
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and I will once again return to your dear self.
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Until then,