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... a grand estate far from the frontline, deep within polished marble halls draped in blue-and-gold banners, a voice bellowed loud enough to shake the windows.
"That shitty human refused my invitation!?"
Lord Gurman, a thickset beastkin noble with a lion’s mane of gold-streaked hair and a taste for velvet robes, slammed his jeweled goblet onto the table, wine splashing onto priceless scrolls.
"How dare a lowborn black-haired outsider refuse me!" he snarled, pacing like a ca ...
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