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Arabella’s eyes narrowed slightly, but her smile didn’t falter. “Ah, well. It’s a good thing you’re talking to the captain of the Rising Sun, isn’t it? My airship is right this way,” she said brightly, complete with theatrical hand gesture. The niggling sense of familiarity was still there, and she thought back to Spymaster’s earlier post. The old man seemed authentic and genuine in every way, but Duke Reinholdt was a very convincing man.
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