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... looked away, gazing at the bustling streets filled with passersby going about their business. His gaze was fixed on a particular white, gold-embroidered carriage. A highly expensive one, as expected of the inner district. "Well," Eithan dragged his word, looking up at the blue sky now as he scratched the back of his neck, "I know a thing or two about cooking."
Maxwell shrugged.
"If you don’t, just tell me."
Eithan gazed at Maxwell, eyes widening subtly.
"Why are ...
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