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... Arkai stood before the flames, a lord in his most elemental domain, meticulously brushing a glaze of honey and herbs onto a row of sizzling steaks.
He glanced at Oathran, who stood nearby observing the festivities. He had this serene and detached air on him, more so today.
"You haven’t eaten yourself, Sir," Arkai noted, not looking up from his work. He used a broad spatula to slide a perfectly charred steak onto a wooden plate to distribute.
"It’s quite alright. I’m not ...
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