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... ause?!
The Silversky merchant’s private office smelled of expensive tea - and anxiety. The latter ’scent’ was particularly strong as Elua er Goltbred settled into the chair across from his desk. The emotion had started ’exuding’ when she pulled a certain box out of her satchel with a ’sweet’ smile that was not at all in her mint eyes.
The heiress carefully placed the Negavigor tools on the desk between them, flipping the latch on it so that the sudden sound would make him flin ...
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