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He gripped the back of his chair, not entirely sure when he'd made it back across the hall to it. Not sure when the silence had been broken as both his Court and Thayne's began chattering over each other, asking a slingshot of questions that he didn't hear let alone pay attention to. Because at …

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His skin was tight and loose at once, twitchy where it knitted over his joints. His muscles screamed and cooed in equal measure, a teetering singsong that made his teeth itch and set his nerves on edge. He was completely safe in Eyrdo, especially so in the Eighth Palace, whether he was a guest of …

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