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... ar skies meant someone was about to ruin my peace.
Right on cue, a man in a pristine black coat approached me across the training field, boots clicking like he wanted everyone to know how important he was. His face wore that classic Academy External Affairs expression: polite disdain and a permanent squint, like he was allergic to commoners.
He stopped a few paces away and held out a letter, sealed with the Academy’s wax insignia.
"Lucian Drelmont?" he asked, though he cl ...
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