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... his right hand now functioning normally, he no longer needed to rely on snapping his fingers. As the maid entered the room, Desmond noted that she was not Annie. She bowed respectfully and entered without waiting for his permission.
"Bring me parchment, pen, and ink," Desmond instructed, his tone firm but polite.
"Yes, young mas-"
"Also, help me with this." Desmond gestured awkwardly towards his bald head, a remnant of the recent events.
"Please wait, young master ...
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