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... ooming across his cheeks under the weight of the Habadian’s gaze. For a moment, the golden symmetry of Nibadur’s face seemed to scramble his thoughts.
"I—" he stammered, the syllable hanging pathetic and thin in the air.
Silly fool, he cursed himself internally, the bite of his father’s voice echoing in his skull. Do you want to be treated like a child? Were your ears waxed when Father spoke? The shame was a cold splash of water, sobering him instantly. He adjusted his posture, s ...
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