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... th Rozie.The market of Fumas glittered under the soft glow of lanterns. It was past noon, nearly twelve.
The sun had dipped just enough to paint the sky gold, and a warm breeze carried the scent of roasted meat, spice, and fruit wine.
Somewhere in the center of the city, the famous Medivaeval Restaurant stood tall. Known for its elite clientele and golden-plated service, only nobles or the obscenely rich could afford to dine there.
Aric stood at the entrance—his cloak ord ...
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