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... alking loudly and breathing out wheat air.
Three? Four? It didn’t matter, the froth blurred together, and the bartender girl had stopped even pretending to understand us, thank god Tower of Babel for hiding our sins.
She began sliding mugs our way and went back to polishing the same glass over and over.
"Alright, lass," Gimsen said, raising his mug toward me with that half-smile of his. "Ye said ye’d tell me everything. I’m listening."
"Everything?" I hiccuped, li ...
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