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... polite. She spoke out, “How can I trust you? Since our first encounter, your attention towards me has been strange. Later, you volunteered to provide me with rare medicinal supplies… among other kind gestures, all of which seemed suspicious inside and out.”


Her tone was sharp, her words not yet finished. “And now you’re telling me that the person guiding me to investigate my brother’s death is also you! You’re also the one advising me not to challenge those above my station!”

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