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... is ears with both hands, as if this was nothing new.
Azriel frowned.
Without knocking, he stepped forward and instantly pushed the door open.
The room was surprisingly clean. Nice, actually.
A simple office. Behind the desk sat two people.
Old people.
A woman with freckles.
A man with freckles.
Seriously.
What was it with this village and their obsession with producing freckled old folks? Was there a guild? A secret society? ...
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