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... his helmet, flattering and ingratiatingly spoke to Dane.
In front of him, the vast hall, though daylight, was darkly lit, forcing candles to be kindled.
At the long table, only the Duke and Duchess were seated, with a dozen servants lined up, holding towels, water glasses, handkerchiefs, and wine pitchers.
Not far away, a songstress gently plucked a harp, serenading the two.
"How is Bishop Buerwelf?"
"Still confined there, well-guarded, unharmed, not even ...
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