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... th an aged man dressed as a monk, save for the apron and belt of tools he wore over his brown robes. I left him with Emma and Vanya in the young noble’s bedroom, feeling useless and guilty.
It didn’t matter at all that I’d been defending myself from Emma’s magic. She was barely more than a child, and I’d let her goad me into that duel. I’d been dismissive and surly, knowing it ate at her pride — I’d dealt with nobles before, and knew what might happen. I hadn’t cared. I’d been so angry a ...
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