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... forks on plates and gentle conversation once more filling the room, they continued their conversation.
"Did you not just point out all the reasons why that would be a bad idea," Oliver asked, as he took a sip of his own drink. A lovely cherry juice. The sort of richness afforded only to nobility. He enjoyed it immensely.
"Indeed. As the oldest son of three, I was meant to be my father's inheritor, three years back. I declined, after my shipwreck, and came here. That angered him. ...
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