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Chapter 237: The Inheritance

Author: Kim castro
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The document was on the archive table the morning after.

Berra placed it there before I came down, which meant she had known it existed and had known when to present it, which was entirely consistent with Berra's management of the things Elara had arranged. The document had Elara's seal on it, the formal Ashrock seal that I had only seen on official pack correspondence, pressed in blue wax rather than the silver she had used for personal letters, which told me this was formal rather than person
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