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... s tavern, Blois, were down on the ground in front of us.
They must have known that they did something wrong as they were all pale as they looked at the Imperial Crown Prince and me.
Christelle ran over to Modeste Bacary and pulled out her handkerchief.
The young seer was dripping blood but managed to pick his body up to lean against the wall.
He tried to push away her goodwill, but…
“Bad.”
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