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... r certain. While the steward's oily smiles and flattering words might have worked on someone more trusting, years of peril had taught Arran to always be vigilant.
But in this case, there was no real danger. The steward was expecting to rob a hapless traveler, not someone with strength like Arran's.
"Your accent," the man asked as they made their way past the crowds, "is it imperial?"
"You have a good ear," Arran replied. "It's true, I grew up in the Empire."
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