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... he large bonfire stood two chairs, crafted with meticulous skill.
A middle-aged man sat in one of them, while behind him stood a young man in light leather armor, a middle-aged woman, another man who appeared slightly younger than her and a Frog—the very same Frog Enkrid had spared in the war.
When Enkrid casually acknowledged him with a glance, the Frog gave a slight nod.
The light of the fire illuminated the face of the man sitting in the chair—the King of Aspen.
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