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... t Hall, Master Omares stood near the hearth, entirely detached from their bickering.
His blank, white eyes were fixed on the far end of the room, where Duke Ithalan was frantically whispering orders to a group of servants.
To the untrained eye, the Duke was simply a lord managing a crisis. But to the Great Scholar, Ithalan was a glass vessel filled with cracking ice.
Omares watched quietly, almost like he wasn’t even there, studying the minute tremors in the Duke’s hands, ...
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