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... nder a long coat with a tricorn pulled down as far as she could, her hair bundled up. There was no hiding the walking stick, but being let into Lord Gule of Bezan’s mansion through the servant entrance ought to keep most eyes off her.
As the ambassador of the Kingdom of Malan the older noble had been assigned large and luxurious quarters near the heart of the Collegium, the upper levels of the edifice a series of well-lit galleries of brass and glass that were as beautiful viewing from a ...
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