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... but the words were small against Meical’s motion. The blows pushed him through the flowerbeds,tearing blooms from stems.
Servants spilled into windows and onto porches, their faces blanching as a man they’d long respected was driven past the gate and into the public street.
Meical did not slow down. He pressed the assault outward until the old man stumbled onto the cobbles. People in the street stopped what they were doing to watch.
This was deliberate, the fall of a pat ...
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