The Golvyn door. He knocked three times, as was expected, and the door was swung open by a pocket-sized being–half man/half rodent, with a long snout and beady squinty eyes. Though hairless, his ears, half the size of his face, and two long incisors gave him the rat features. He’d lived inside the walls of the castle since before Zevander had been born, through channels burrowed in the concrete that led to every room. Most castles included a Golvyn, though they were rarely welcome and often subjected to extermination spells. “You called, My Lord,” he said in a nasally tone, gnashing his
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My brain immediately gave the Govlyn’s voice the same one from Tiktok’s voice filter called Trickster lmaaaao
