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... Ezra barked, pointing to the flesh meat of Ivan staining the floorboard. She pushed me out and slammed the door shut.
All that sauce! Curse you, Ezra!
The Guardsman, whose name alluded me for now, snatched me by the neck and slammed me against the wall, " What happened! Why is Ivan dead but not you!"
"Twelve-inch dick, maybe?" I teased, watching my food turn red like a tomato.
The grip around my neck tightened, but as it did, the air began to turn icy to a point ...
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