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41. Terms

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THERON

“I came to ask if you have fulfilled your promise.”

Theron finally looked at her.

She was clad in a blue dress that matched her eyes, a shawl hanging from each arm, her hair pinned up.

She stood close to the threshold as if afraid to approach him.

“A lord never goes back on his word,” she reminded him.

A small smirk touched his lips.

He rose to his feet, pulled a letter from his drawer, and threw it at her.

She gave him a disdainful look before picking it up from the floor.

“They have a
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