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... zed I’d said them.
Avelora didn’t look surprised. But she rarely seemed to be. She stood near the edge of her desk, half-lit by the amber glow of the lamp, her long white robe brushing the floor. Her expression was perfectly calm, like she’d already anticipated my refusal.
"You can, Maeve," she said softly. "It has already been three days since he came here and he hasn’t even uttered a single word. We’ve tried every way possible."
"I understand...but there has to be anoth ...
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