You Think I'm Afraid of Him?(Maren's POV)

"I'm not afraid of that." He gave a cold snort, picked the letter up, and tossed it into the wastebasket beside him. "I run a little gallery. Hardly anyone comes in to buy a painting. What do I care about being reported?"

"Besides, you're one small apprentice. That letter is all vague hints with no...

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