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... is door.
The head of the Investigation Authority sat behind his desk, quill scratching lazily over the parchment before him, the faint glow of wards lighting the room in pale orange.
His assistant slipped in quietly, bowing.
"My lord," the man said carefully, "you have a visitor."
Osiris did not look up. "I am not to be disturbed."
The assistant hesitated. "He bears official documents from the Royal Academy of Magic."
That made Osiris pause. Slowly ...
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