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... e he’s already caught you," he muttered, remembering yesterday. Riven had leaned a little too close, complimented his handwriting, his handwriting, gods above, and then grinned like he knew Troy was flustered.

Imagine if his master knew that he was... Flustered because of Riven. No, he was not courting death. He shook his head.

Troy had nearly dropped his pen.

"I hate this," he said, but he was already pulling out a fresh sheet of parchment. His hand moved quickly and pre ...

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