“I’m not working.” Noctus frowned at my bowls again on his way over to the giant fireplace. “I’m merely going to slay the rock monster that keeps bouncing into the mountain barrier.” He removed a sword—an enormous one that was surely way too big to be of any use in actual battle—from a decorative placard, then glanced at the oddly colored fire in the fireplace, which immediately snuffed out. “For you, Your Majesty, that is working,” Charon said. “For everyone else it would be lunacy.” “You’re always so charming, Charon.” “It is Aristide’s role to be the charming one among your comrades,”
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