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... he shrill voice echoed through the ornate halls of the mansion. The speaker, a skinny, balding man with bloodshot brown eyes and dark circles under them, stood trembling in rage near a velvet-draped window. Gold rings glittered on his fingers, but his composure was anything but noble.
A uniformed guard knelt before him, drenched in sweat. "I-I’m sorry, sir! I was just told there was a delay! I don’t know why the delivery was postponed!"
The noble’s face twisted in fury. With a su ...
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