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chapter 521

Author: Deedson
last update publish date: 2026-10-01 00:13:06

POV: Isabella

“Please do not run, Signora Isabella. Running makes a guest look guilty, and I have only come to say good morning, return a favor, and tell you exactly how much your little city is worth to me.”

I am Isabella, and I have faced men with pistols and men with ledgers, but no one had ever frozen me with a lantern and a teacup. She stood three steps below us on the winding stair, small and straight, in a grey traveling coat with a silver gull pinned at the collar. Her hair was neatly p
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