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... eep. He opened his eyes with a deep furrow of his brows, the lines at their corners betraying his sensitive temperament. Without a callus on his delicate fingers, he rubbed the space between his brows and slowly sat up. A waiting priest offered him a steaming warm towel, while two others stood by—one with fresh clothes, the other with a light breakfast.
The High Priest of Solar began his day with a cold, expressionless face as he received the priests’ meticulous care. He ate only a few s ...
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