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... stuck my head into the kitchen on the way past earlier. The color was right. The smell was exactly where broth smell ought to be when it’s almost done. Another few minutes, probably. I put the lid back on the pot and came out carrying the kettle.
The common room was still at its current volume. It had been roughly this loud since morning and showed absolutely no intention of reconsidering. I started at the near end of the bench and worked my way along with the kettle.
The council ...
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