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“I swept it regularly while his Radiancy was in residence, naturally,” Rhodin said. “For … spies?” “Of course not—no one else knows about it. But it would hardly have stayed secret if he got his hems dusty.
At the Feet of the Sun (Lays of the Hearth-Fire, #2)
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