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The moment the dwarves bowed, I nearly choked on my own oxygen.
"No—no, no kneeling!" I flailed, trying to yank Grendur back up. "I only know human diseases and very questionable first aid! I am not saint material!"
Grendur didn’t even twitch. A literal mountain would move first. Beside me, Alvar covered his mouth. His shoulders shook. Was he... laughing at my misery? Traitor.
"Saint Leif, please stand tall," another dwarf declared, forehead flat against cold stone. ...
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