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... atter filled the air, the clinking mugs and the scrape of plates adding to the hum of conversation.
A minstrel strummed a lute in the corner, his voice weaving a ballad about some long dead hero, while serving girls hurried between tables with pitchers of ale.
At one of the crowded tables near the center, Wade sat with his party.
Sebastian had his mug tilted back, froth lining his beard as he drank deep.
Rowan leaned back in his chair, smiling broadly at something ...
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