His hands ached. He had been playing quite a long time. As much as he wished it, he could not play constantly. He did require some rest, on occasion
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Her voice is almost sing-song from inside the room. It frightens the servants a good deal to be greeted this way, and there's a new girl about who Di'aliz likes to confuse. Harmless fun.
The Chosen is sitting at her desk and holding a pen, but without any papers before her. She had been contemplating adding another delicate drawing to the pale wood.
Shaking his head slightly, Asmodean carefully stepped into the room. She had her amusements. A glance around the room, he was never above being careful.
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Her voice is almost sing-song from inside the room. It frightens the servants a good deal to be greeted this way, and there's a new girl about who Di'aliz likes to confuse. Harmless fun.
The Chosen is sitting at her desk and holding a pen, but without any papers before her. She had been contemplating adding another delicate drawing to the pale wood.
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"I hope that I am not disturbing, my lady."
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"Of course not. What brings you up here, Asmodean?"
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"Nothing important certainly, I was simply inquiring as to someone to chat with."
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