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Chapter 319: When you get used to something good, it’s hard to let it go
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... sked in dismay.
Now that I had gotten calmer, I climbed off Natha’s lap and someone brought an additional armchair for Natha to sit on. Good--at least they let him in on this conversation. Perhaps because they were afraid I would go into panic again.
Amarein glanced at the Chiefs, and they proceeded to take their seat. Now, it felt like a meeting again, especially with the more tense atmosphere.
"My dear Prince," the scribe of the Alnin tribe, Grandma Renalien, spoke soft ...
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