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I dragged my feet across the cobblestones, Alina’s small hand wrapped tightly around mine, Zephyy perched on my shoulder, his tiny claws digging in just enough to remind me he was there.
"I never knew... Selecting good-looking people could be this exhausting," I muttered, voice rough from mental fatigue.
’But you finally selected them, Master,’ Zephyy said, his voice tinged with smug satisfaction.
I nodded, letting out a long, exaggerated sigh. "Thank ...
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