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... s official estate in Auravale smelled of expensive cigars, roasted pork, and the sour, fermented reek of wine.
It was the smell of victory. Or at least, the smell of men who thought they had won.
Baron Volkov sat at the head seat of the massive table. The Baron had always been big, fat and pig faced.
But today he felt especially fat and greasy. His face was flushed crimson from hours of drinking. Sweat beaded on his receding hairline, dripping down to stain the collar of ...
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