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‘Damn you, what’s the matter with you?’ he snapped in frustration. He leaned forward to embrace her. The entire place was a masterpiece of wooden carving, a design of interleaving carried throughout. If I don't, you shall clap me in the Condemned Hold in his stead. We men are like children. He's nice.
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