Chapter 48 The Chancellor Comes In

Hazel's POV

"Easy," Osric whispered, his arm hard around my shoulders. "I've got you."

The burn had dropped to a dull throb the second Voss stopped moving. He stood on the rug like a man waiting to be offered a chair, and he didn't look worried about the broken lamp or the broken mug. He looked in...

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