”On you, Gabranth, shall I wager all our fortunes.”
Larsa followed his Judge Guardian out of the room, glaring at his brother as he left. He jogged slightly to catch up with Gabranth, then took hold of his hand and brought him to a halt.
“Will you not even let me follow you outside, Gabranth?” the boy asked.
“I apologize, my lord, I
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