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... aked parlors of the aristocracy to the damp cellars where the city’s rats in human skin played at cards, the message was the same—Fenric Vareldis did not bluff.
In the taverns, the usual raucous music played softer. Even the bards chose their ballads carefully, replacing tales of scandal with safe, predictable legends of long-dead heroes. No one wanted their tongue to be the next trophy on the city gates.
Fenric, meanwhile, had not left his office since the execution. The scent o ...
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