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... d on the ground, goblets toppled and spilled wine like blood across the floor. Men shouted over one another, a tangle of angry voices mixing with the heavy thuds of bodies pushing and shoving to get a better look. The long tables trembled under the shifting weight of the crowd, and somewhere a lute screeched in protest as a musician was jostled hard.
Alpheo rose sharply from his seat, his voice cracking like a whip over the confusion,”WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!?”
Before he cou ...
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