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"Yeah, no shit, Sherlock. It was just made; what do you expect?" Lucian retorted, rolling his eyes.
"I don’t know; I just wasn’t expecting it to be empty," Thalia said, shrugging her shoulders.
Lucian explained, "The only thing I have in my shadow that could be counted as furniture is that dining table, so this place is going to be empty for a while until I find what I could use." He summoned the dining table and positioned it in the dining room, adding the fir ...
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