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... ." He held out his hand expectantly.

Aldric dropped a heavy coin purse into the palm. The guide counted quickly, nodded with satisfaction, and disappeared back into the market’s crowds.

Taking a deep breath, Aldric knocked on the door.

"Enter," came a female voice from within.

The office was surprisingly elegant. Plush carpets covered the floor. Bookshelves lined the walls, filled with ledgers and tomes. A large desk dominated the center of the room, and behind it ...

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