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... ither side. He’s easily twice the size of any man I’ve ever seen, with pointed ears that stretch back into his salt-and-pepper hair. Despite the gray streaks, his face is unwrinkled, but his eyes—swirling from blue to black and back again—hold a wisdom that speaks of countless years.
"You’re late," he bellows, his voice reverberating through the courtyard like a clap of thunder.
His larger-than-life presence fills the courtyard, very different from the Fae guards who led us here. ...
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