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... alf-eaten chunk of bread in one hand, a fresh goblet of wine in the other. The hall was a riot of sound—lutes strumming, voices overlapping, the clatter of plates as servants found their way through the crowd. The king's speech had kicked things off, and now the place buzzed like a kicked hive, nobles swarming him like he was the honey. He took a swig of wine, the sharp bite grounding him, and scanned the room—silks flashing, armor gleaming, eyes moving his way.
"Hero, huh?" He smirked. ...
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