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... on and certainty. He wasn’t wavering between the two emotions, both existed distinctly within him.
"Well."
I feigned indifference. No matter how I answered, this was a crucial moment. Behind him, Christina stood tense, gripping the hilt of her sword.
It felt like Baron Chandler already knew my identity. Had he investigated me? If so, why was he asking now? What was his goal?
A flicker of curiosity stirred within me.
"Do I absolutely need to answer?”
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