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... was already seated when the door shut, his back against the chair, a small coin-like disc rolling over his knuckles in a tight loop. His eyes tracked the motion, not the woman across the desk.
The disc halted between his fingers. He closed his hand around it and held still.
The woman opposite him rested her chin on both hands, elbows planted, lips curved. Her voice came light and dry.
"You look a little different than last time, Lord Vicorra."
Vencian's gaze drif ...
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