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... iage waited by the main gate, which Sir Morlin had ridden in. As the old man doffed his hat in greeting, a servant brought him his cane. Ian, too, raised a hand to his chest in respect.
Despite the incident, you still honor us with such words. My father will be truly pleased.
Ians gesture was formal and graceful. As impeccable as a tutor responsible for royal etiquette. Morlin again glanced down at the boy with a smile. His deep green eyes were clear as glass beads.
Maste ...
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