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... was the same thing that Demon had spoken, more or less. The prince took on a somber expression before he filled the orc in on the true manner of the restrictions on the human, as well as what he could never be allowed to know of his heritage, that this was part of the conditions required to have Aster spared in the first place.

Crag listened patiently but spoke his disagreement afterward.

"I understand why you had to do what you did, and the fact you managed to have the human sp ...

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