”I turned to Carlos Fernando, who still hadn’t managed to say anything. The Bright Banners and Second Sons had fled, as sellswords are wont to do inthe face of hopeless odds. No other must know. \parDucem Barr touched the hand with his fingers and bowed formally.
Themagisters and archons fed him wine and promises, but his soul was starved todeath. \parBayta whirled on him. Both ofyou. If you will sit, sir.
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