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... de the iron-bound chest. To Carlos, it looked like salvation. It looked like the answer to every prayer he had whispered in the dark since his banishment.
He gasped a little, the sound involuntary. The sheer amount of wealth sitting on the table was staggering.
Carlos straightened his coat. He tried to compose his face, to look like a man who was used to seeing such riches, rather than a man who was desperate for a single silver coin. He smiled, a wide, greedy expression that he ...
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