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He admired the woven ropes leading up into complicated winches and pulleys that were heavily inscribed, as well as the lacquered railings that gleamed in dawn's strident light. He turned, looking at his companions. Florian Iretus, the young master of his House, stood there, flanked by his sister Mena and Captain Landis, leader of his House army.
"I never took you for a warrior," Felix said to the young man. He was supposedly eighteen, but he looked closer to fifty, all slender elbow ...
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