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Then Arion asked, softly, "Is that true?"
And Sylvia, who had spent her entire life surviving professors, nobles, and best friends by knowing precisely when to strike and precisely when to vanish, felt her instincts finally scream something useful:
’Run.’
Metaphorically.
She did not sprint down the hall like a criminal.
She simply executed a flawless tactical retreat with all the elegance of a woman who had never, in her life, taken responsibilit ...
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