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... l, staring at the broken wooden handle left in his hand. Small splinters lay scattered on the ground between us. The clearing was completely quiet.
What? They’re already done gossiping? That Lil brat must be celebrating, huh.
"You lost, Kaelen."
I didn’t lower my shortsword. The blunt wooden tip rested firmly against his throat, right over his pulse.
"If this were a real fight," I said calmly, "you would already be dead."
"...Did—did His Grace just—"
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