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Chapter 828: Forgiveness.
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... ture. Carved from dark wood and polished to reflect the light from the lanterns hanging from the ceiling, it occupied almost the entire center of the hall. Delicate plates, crystal glasses, and perfectly aligned silverware were arranged with almost ceremonial precision, as if each place setting had been prepared long before any conversation began.
Even so, no one was eating.
All eyes were fixed on a single point at the table.
Scáthach.
She remained seated with an ...
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