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... ?” Evul asked, stealing an ink brush from the tray in front of Emban. She twirled it once, then dragged the tip of it around one of her middle fingers. It left a slender spiral of red ink in its wake. “You braved Stu’s wrath to go have a look at the two of them. What did you learn? What do you think of Human Alden?”
“That was my next brush.” Emban didn’t look up from her work.
They were the only ones in the formal dining room. Evul sprawled on top of the table in front of Emban’s ...
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