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... e, and species.
By the time the moon was high over Solaris, the Royal Dining Hall looked like a battlefield where the only casualties were roasted chickens and bottles of vintage wine.
Rurik was asleep with his face on the table, a half-eaten tart clutched in his hand. Vali was curled up on top of Rurik’s shoulders, drooling onto the Warlord’s fur.
Rajah was leaning back in his chair, picking his teeth with a small dagger, looking more content than he had in years. Leonor ...
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