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... Rubius just as he stepped out the doors.
The old man did not descend the stairs and instead enjoyed the nighttime artistry from a distance.
His green eyes glowed under the moonlight, following the swaying trees with the winds.
"She despises me, doesn’t she?" Rubius let out a tame chuckle.
"Not more than I do," Silas hadn’t stepped to his side and instead stopped a few feet behind him.
"I can only imagine all the awful things she must have recounted about m ...
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