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... arrowed, snapping to the source of the demonic scent.
Zariah’s eyes scanned the crowd of guests till it landed on a certain silver skinned man who was seated amongst the representatives from the merfolk.
The eyes of the merman also roved round till they settled on Zariah and the merman slowly rose to his feet and took slow steps forward passing through where a group of dancers had just begun their presentation.
"Prince Treyton, your merfolk has already offered your congra ...
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