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Now I had five seconds to sell it before the shrine melted — or I did.
"...Meditation?" Lucien repeated.
His voice didn't rise. It lowered — just enough to make it feel like I was being graded.
"On the sins of our ancestors," I said again, slightly louder. "It's a core part of my, uh... spiritual training."
[Lie Registered – Skill: Improvisation Not Found]
[Consider redirecting: Suggest emotional trauma or noble lineage]
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