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... g Aramith at the dining table alone with Lynnor. There were four empty bottles and three glasses on the table. He never thought of her as the type to drink.
How could she drink all these in that short time?
She poured herself a drink. "You look like hell, kid," she repeated
"And you look drunk." The smell irritated his nose.
"Come on, sit. Want a drink? I promise it’s not poisoned, just good booze. Want a glass or a whole bottle?" She asked as she poured two glass ...
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