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A Bored Lich - Chapter 388 - Disarming Sincerity
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... a result of winter, but remnants of his fat still clung to his now-sagging cheeks like stains to his black apron. He seemed so small as he stared up at Frey. His vacant, beady eyes looked emptier than the house. 𝑓𝘳ℯ𝒆w𝘦𝘣𝙣𝘰ѵ𝘦𝚕.c𝗼𝓶
"She left?" Frey repeated.
Owen gestured to the empty house. "Left without a word. At least I got to keep the shack, so I can take all my stuff out of it."
Frey wondered if he had gone numb for a moment. The only thought that crossed his ...
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