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... ffee drifting up the stairs and the quiet clink of dishes. Thorne was still dead to the world—he’d rolled in late last night, boots caked with mud, given Elara a tired kiss, squeezed Lira in a half-asleep hug, slapped Kai on the shoulder with a gruff "good to have you around," and then crashed into bed. He wasn’t getting up before noon.
Kai pulled on his pants and shirt, buckled the new sword at his hip, slung the Storm Axe across his back. No staff this time—Finn had taken it yesterday ...
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