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... the air inside the Patriarch’s chamber remained dense, loaded with unsaid words.
Randolf stood like an ancient statue behind Argon, silver eyes still faintly gleaming with the residue of his ability.
’I didn’t have to use it, did I?’
He activated it on instinct, as whenever Argon asked anyone a question, he found out whether they were lying.
But today, he didn’t need to do it.
’Does he care for the youngest?’ He wondered, his expression turning thoughtful. ...
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