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Chapter 2 - . Prologue(cont’d).
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... est, his back gently resting on the wooden wall at the far end of the entertainment house, Barak Der Drache watched as the dancers gyrated around the men seated on the ground, chanting and clinking beer mugs. Discussing which dancer would make a fine bed partner for the night.
The music was loud, but the timbrels were particularly deafening. Everyone in the building seemed to be in a good mood. Everyone but himself.
His head and eyes lifted as the door to the house opened and clo ...
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