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... unding of footsteps shattered the silence of his study. Before he could even lift his head, the butler burst through the door, his face a mask of panic. The man always knocked, treating formality like a sacred law. A very bad sign.
"What is it?" Mereloff asked sharply.
"M-My Lord! Disaster has struck!"
"Word came from the trade caravan... All the wagons have been burned to ashes."
"What?!" Mereloff shot to his feet, his mouth gaping in disbelief. How in the blazes ...
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