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... a wave of his hand. “It’s nothing,” he assured her, though his body was battered and bruised from the minor beatings he’d taken. Scratches lined his face, marring his rugged features.


She held back her anger as she applied the ointment Owen had brought, tending to his injuries with a delicate touch. After the incident, Owen was banned from the second floor for three days, an appropriate punishment for touching the owner’s belongings without permission. Though Claude could have dealt ...

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