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... to go down well.
“So, do you want to explain why you were dressed up as a maid at Dajal’s residence?” The low-pitched, cold voice froze Amethyst. Alexcent’s voice was so sinister that it made the hairs on her hands stand up. She was scared. She could feel the tremors in her fingertips. She had to say something, anything. But the panic made her blank and tongue-tied. She could feel the dread ringing in her ears.
A dull, slurred voice spoke. “My Honorable Master. I’ve committed a ...
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