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Marquis Penceir.
The glasses-wearing lawyer sitting in front of Carynne looked ancient. Wrinkles upon wrinkles were covering his face, and there was a glint in his eyes that made him seem cunning.
Even so, his voice sounded young. He was a man of old age, yet was full of strength.
He was a man who had lived through the years that Carynne could not.
Sure But Im a little tired now. Ive said the same exact thing so many times already. Can I ...
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