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... with a deliberately casual air. The Marché Bonsecours buzzed around them, a symphony of bartered prices, rumbling cartwheels, and the sharp tang of fresh produce mingling with the fishmonger's brine. Anya didn't look up immediately, her charcoal stick dancing across the paper, capturing the weary slump of an old woman haggling over potatoes.
"Your work is quite remarkable," Elias commented, his voice pitched to carry just above the market din.
Anya's hand stilled. She looked up, ...
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