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the flutes outside. He hated that sound. It reminde
anio
he opened the door and met a young boy staring up at him in fear. He gr
" He b
and tried to
messenger from
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t his shirt and
tell you that your presence is re
serve this mayor of yours, but I am
are to choose
the boy in disbe
, boy?" He raised his r
serious. Please
me?" As those words left his mouth, he winced in pain inside. But he had l
ot know
serious? He would finally have company? Someone to talk to? T
as given to him, he was more than certain that she too, would despise and fear him, th
et a woman go
enough kindness that she would see right through hi
could lov
never know un
r companionship materialized, he would let her go. But he had to, he had to just
u.
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fer. I do not understand the madness behi
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