[The beginnings of words come out disjointed and stammered, and she shakes her head at them, at her inability to trust her own voice.
...
And then, quiet and forlorn, she slides down out of her throne and stands on her own two feet, moving toward Silver and opening her arms to help support him, if he'll let her.]
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[The beginnings of words come out disjointed and stammered, and she shakes her head at them, at her inability to trust her own voice.
...
And then, quiet and forlorn, she slides down out of her throne and stands on her own two feet, moving toward Silver and opening her arms to help support him, if he'll let her.]