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... air itself might piss off the guy in front of him. He tried to keep it shallow, quiet—anything to avoid drawing attention. Ygrit, the Wrath Clan's short-stack prince, was sprawled on a high-backed chair, looking way too comfy for someone so terrifying. The underground city's command room had a bunch of fancy seats scattered around, all carved up nice and shiny, but Gendry? No chance he was parking his ass in one. Same went for the viscount hovering nearby. They were both too scared to even twit ...
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