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The King hesitated, then bowed his head. “Yes, I have, and I concede to your wishes. Tomorrow we’ll begin searches throughout the city for Resistance members.” “See that you do,” Isen said, his voice carrying a subtle threat. “Otherwise I can’t promise there won’t be more trouble in the Air Realm.” “We have reason to believe five people in particular are hiding in Stormhaven,” Sark said. “One woman and four men. They might claim to have special powers, but they are tricksters and con artists. If you hear word of them, inform us immediately.” “I shall,” King Terel said. “Enjoy your party,” Isen said, as he turned away and plucked a tiny pastry off the dessert table and popped it in his mouth. He gestured at Sark, but the Crimson Dragon stared at something behind the King, his brow furro
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