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... ped out of the commotion as if nothing had happened—like the clash with Veyron was just another casual argument in the streets. Passersby whispered and stared, but Ethan’s relaxed stride and Lirael’s icy glare dared anyone to approach.
On their way to the guild’s front desk, Ethan’s voice slid smoothly into her mind.
’Aahh... now I feel like I should’ve punched him a few more times. Might’ve squeezed a platinum coin out of him. Who knew nobles carried so much gold?’
Lirae ...
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