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... im. He couldn’t speak. Every word he might have said died in his throat the moment he looked back to where the loud noble should have been.
The man who had been behind him now stood at the front of the line. That alone wasn’t strange.
What was unsettling was his expression.
There was no confusion, no surprise—no hint that anything unusual had happened at all. He looked just like everyone else around him, swept up in the same impatient frenzy of spectators waiting to enter ...
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