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... Marcus. A different kind of crowd. Nobles in a neat wedge with the smell of expensive soap and mean assumptions. Aldric Voss at the point because he didn’t know how to be anywhere else. Seraphine beside him like winter had discovered posture.
"Valcrey," Aldric said, mouth already in a smirk. "Practicing hand signals for the dog and the bird? Or do they read your mind."
"Neither," I said. "They listen."
He laughed. "For now." He reached into his coat and tapped a folded s ...
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