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... hung high. Within the darkened castle, which crouched like a behemoth on the high ground in the center of Montreal, Sir Humphrey suddenly awoke with a start from his sleep on the velvet soft couch.
"No... something’s not right. I... what on earth is wrong with me?" A fine layer of cold sweat had broken out on his back. The hairs on his arms stood on end.
"Though I detest that oath-breaker, surely I wouldn’t disregard my own mother’s safety? And... how on earth did I come up with ...
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