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... ght with wild eyes, his bloodied hand clenched at his side. The pain in his fist helped in ways that he hadn’t expected when he struck the wall. It gave him something real to react to, to make his performance more convincing.
Owain wasn’t a trained actor, after all, and of all the masks he donned in order to win the hearts of the people of Lothian March, a weak, grieving husband was one that he had no practice in at all. He knew how to put on a face of sorrow and pride when he told a wid ...
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