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... mber, his limbs betraying him at every step. His slave scrambled to steady him, her small hands pressing at his side, but her strength was no match for the weight of his ruin. He waved her off at last, breath ragged, and pointed toward the cane lying abandoned near the wall. She darted to fetch it without a word, returning it to him at last.
Blake sat on the edge of his bed, saying nothing, only watching. His face carved from stone. Inside, though, the old hag’s words echoed like a curse ...
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