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... would keep him out. When nothing flared, he clucked his tongue. “No wards?”
Alister sighed and as Atar entered and set down the pressed tunic he’d just finished folding. It joined the organized chaos already spread across his bed and open wardrobes. “Dear, we are back in Elderthrone. Why do I need to use the wards?”
“You mean the city that was attacked only a few days ago? That Elderthrone?” Atar nudged a package on the ground, mouth twisting when it was too heavy to skid across ...
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