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Chapter 77

“Why do you still stand here?” he hissed, all apprehension of Morana gone. “Get to the show. Bring me back that little prick.”

He sat down and fingered a glass of wine as Morana stalked past him, chin in the air. “Oh, and Morana,” he said, lifting the glass to the light, peering through the liquid for any impurity. “Be sure when you do, he’s willing to assist. Otherwise, there is no need to bring him at all.”

She smiled at him coldly, turning to close the double doors behind her, “As you wish…”

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Morana