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... composed, though Michael could still feel the sour bite of resentment bleeding from his thoughts.
Michael dismounted.
He landed lightly, boots hitting stone. Roran followed behind, followed by the rest of the company peeling off in practiced motion, forming a defensive arc that never looked threatening but still commanded the courtyard.
The silence was brittle.
Helmric stepped forward, attempting a forced smile. "Welcome, Lord Nor. I trust your journey was... une ...
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