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... ens for day two of my punishment. My body ached as if I’d been hit by a wagon oh wait, that was the Reaper in the dungeon last night. At least no one here knew about my humiliating death.
As I rounded the corner, Enara was already there, perched delicately on a stone bench like a smug cat. Her smirk was infuriatingly radiant, and I could practically hear the mocking words forming in her head.
"Well, well," she said, twirling a strand of hair. "The great Liria Silverthorn, reduced ...
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