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... sion on his face. Father Ithris followed behind him, his presence making the small room feel cramped.

"Xiviyah, did they tell you about the duel?" Soltair asked urgently.

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I shook my head. "I only heard it last night from a few rather unsavory visitors."

His face fell, and he sat down on the bed heavily. "Oh. I've been trying to talk to you for the entire week, but something always came up." He gave a venomous stare at Fa ...

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