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... ch unlike his vigilant appearance when he had first entered the room — the lord sat slumped in his chair and stared at Brym with murky eyes. Since he didn't have any time to get dressed, his clothes were simple, thin robes for sleeping, which made the combative lord in his fifties look like he was well over sixty.


Sure, they had surprised him in the middle of the night and caught him probably at the worst moment, but it still was an undignified look for a territorial ruler, one of le ...

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