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... licate as yours!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
The head cook, a man whose forearms were roughly the size of Cherion’s thighs, looked like he was about to have a genuine nervous breakdown. Beside him, a cluster of kitchen maids hovered like nervous pigeons, their hands fluttering toward Cherion as if to snatch away the heavy iron knife he was currently wielding. It was a bit much, honestly.
Cherion didn’t even look up.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
The sound of steel h ...
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