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Groans from the nobles echoed throughout the lodgings, fruit of the intense training session they just had. Among those noises, Isaac was busy selecting his clothes, all by himself.
What a shame.
Since he was invited to a dinner by the Cardias, he’d need to dress formally.
But among the clothes he had brought, none of them seemed to be appropriate for the occasion.
Maybe I should write a bit more while waiting.
His hands had been itching to pick u ...
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