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... p of the spire.
He never once cared for those beneath the sixth ring, where the lowest level of nobles and rich merchants would live. For those beneath the sixth ring, foreigners, peasants, orphans and even lower.
None of them mattered to him.
"Nn..." The lord stirred, trickling drops of rain disturbing his pleasant sleep.
The crackle of thunder and lightning spread through the sky as a figure slipped into his window, half ajar. Never expected someone to sneak ins ...
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