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... d stress. The kind of place where dreams came to be politely crushed beneath bureaucratic boots and signed off in triplicate.
Elias stood in front of Guildmaster Tyrin's desk, hands behind his back, sweating slightly through his collar. Behind him, Rhea sat cross-legged in a chair, trying to look small—which wasn't hard, since she was barely taller than a sword rack.
"Let me see if I have this straight," Guildmaster Tyrin said, slowly. His voice was the kind of tired that only de ...
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