“Let me guess: you’ve tried other inns and everyone turned you down. Am I your last stop?” George took a deep breath. “Yes.” “There was an attempt to broker peace between Otrokars and the Holy Cosmic Anocracy during their Ten-Year Conflict,” I said. “About fifty years ago.” He braided his long, elegant fingers into a single fist. “Yes, I’m familiar with it.” “Then you also know how it ended.” “I believe the patriarch of House Jero lunged at the Otrokar Khan, and the Khan beheaded him.” “He ripped the patriarch’s head off with his bare hands and then proceeded to beat the Marshal of House Jero
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