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... f the Romelian silks makers, watched Alpheo with a gaze that flickered between profound gratitude and the wide-eyed recognition for a child who had just seen his father hunt a lion and presented him with his pelt.
Alpheo took his seat, the leather of his travel-worn chair creaking under a weight that felt heavier than it had a week ago. Outside the royal pavilion, the newly conquered "Fingers" loomed, he was tired to look at it.
So he did not.
For the last seven days, the ...
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