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"Achoo! Achoo!"
In faraway Backlund, Emlyn suddenly sneezed several times in succession.
He found it strange. Given his identity as a sanguine—not to mention his apothecary abilities—catching a cold should have been nearly impossible.
Pulling his hat back on and shrugging into his coat, Emlyn turned to a man in the room with brown hair, crimson eyes, and a nose so high it appeared almost deformed. "Your Excellency, Viscount, I merely wanted information about an ...
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