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9 An Exchange

“You’re late.”

A man spoke. He lounged on a velvet cushioned chair, risen up on a dais at the front of an immense hall.

Windows lined the walls on both sides of the room; the west side still clothed in darkness, but the east let in the first rays of dawn. In between windows hung tapestries depicti...

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