"My name is Ruth Enschede. Vorsack sauntered into the room, sporting her usual toothy thin254 lipped grin. Her companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black sheath by his side. “They mould one insensibly.
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