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                                    The Dread of Damned - Chapter 133: Field
                            
                                                            
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... ut, the guard who had entered before him trailing close behind. He halted briefly upon seeing me—bloodied, disheveled—but the hesitation was fleeting. Composure slipped back into place like a mask as he lowered himself into a bow.
"I greet Your Highness," he said, his voice as calm and delicate as ever. "Had I known of your arrival, I would have prepared a proper welcome. I hope you will forgive my lapse."
I placed a hand on his shoulder, gripping tighter than necessary.
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