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"Mom, look! Is that the lord's carriage?" a child that looked seven years old asked.

"Shh! Don't point it's rude. And yes, that does look like the lord's carriage." The mother answered.

"Who is that? That doesn't look like the lord…" A teenager spoke upon seeing Lucius in the wheelchair.

Donald stepped forward and stood staunch in the front while looking around at the crowd.

"Lord Asher Inanis has arrived, commoners make way!" He announced.

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