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... eyes drawn toward the voice that cut through the rising tension. Students shifted as if a current moved them aside, and soon the source came into view.
A servant pushed a wheelchair toward the fountain, the wooden wheels creaking faintly against the stone. The man seated in it wasn’t large or imposing, but the weight of his presence carried farther than height or strength ever could. His dark hair, trimmed short, framed a face lined from years of battle. His right leg was strapped with ...
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