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... ous discomfort. The bulbous man was still ever the planner. “Have you re-sealed your strings with rosin, my lord?” he asked.
I looked over my violin, inspecting the aether beast hairs. “I have,” I replied.
The planner shifted uncomfortably. “May I ask another thing, Lord Daen?”
I sighed. Ever since my display of power in front of the Fiachran Bloods outside the canal-bound city, Denvish–who I’d since learned was assigned as my personal planner for these concerts–had been ...
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