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"Are you out of your corespawned ood sign

Rojer exaggerated his sigh just a touch for effect, taking his tiht by the door Leesha’s face was ablaze, and it was always best to stall when she got this way Leesha didn’t have the sta Not with him, anyway

He wondered how he had once been so inti with Ah town square

He left his fiddle case by the door, shut tight to ward away A ears He felt naked without his cloak and fiddle, but that was all the ain, lest they claim him completely

Never let an act own you, Arrick had said, or it will be all you do for the rest of your life Rather go to the Core than have to tell the saht froressive stance and tone, hehis favorite chair He put his feet up on the stool and waited A moment later, Leesha huffed into the rooht, she ht

"Lusy paid you a visit, ay?" He had assumed this hy Leesha sent word she wanted to see hiht Few Hollowers did, anyht lit the streets and paths, proof that all were safe fros People had taken to the new freedoeance, and now the streets were busy at all hours Shaht hours now

"Course she did," Leesha snapped "Someone needed to talk some sense into you"

"You’re my mother, then?" Rojer asked "Your job to wipe my bottom when it’s dirty and s to fumble with his belt "You want I should just lay over your knees and we can have done?"

Leesha put a hand up to shield her eyes, but her scowl had fallen away "Rojer, you keep your pants on or I will give you such a dose of pepper!"

"These are hast "I hear you cut your switches fresh, mistress Sap on silk is impossible to clean"

"I’ve never switched anyone ina smile now

"How is that ive you pointers, I suppose, but it seems odd to teach soh "Corespawn it, Rojer, this isn’t a joke!"

"Ay," Rojer agreed "But neither is it a breach at new ’s on fire, so there’s no reason not to be civil I’m your friend, Leesha, not your subject I’ve shed as hed "You’re right of course I’reide as saucers, "did Leesha Paper just ad to tell your grandchildren about I’llthe cups as she put the kettle on the fire He kept his in hand Mistress Jessa--madam of Duke Rhinebeck’s brothel, where Rojer had spent ht hi in your tea

Even ht, especially ainst the counter while they waited for the kettle to boil "You can’t have expected everyone to think it sunny, taking Kendall as your third wife Two isn’t enough for you? Night, she’s only sixteen!"

Rojer rolled his eyes "A whole two years younger than me The demon of the desert has, what, a dozen years on you? At least Kendall isn’t trying to enslave everyone south of the Hollow"

Leesha crossed her arone, Rojer He had nothing to do with this attack"