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... dry pop in his spine. He took a moment to let his gaze wander from the stage, stealing a brief, sideways glance at his guest.
Merelao seemed entirely consumed by the narrative. There was no posture of forced politeness or the arched brow of aristocratic boredom; he sat with his straight back slightly curved forward, elbows resting on his thighs, his eyes fixed on the wooden boards with an eager intensity. Alpheo felt a flicker of quiet pride, after all the spectacle was his.
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