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... w year was in. Night and Arachne were busy, busy people, and while I’d gotten a number of invitations to fancy functions and various parties, without Iona to push me and provide a strong incentive to go, I’d declined almost all of them. The only one I’d accepted was a party the War Sentinels were throwing, which had felt a little out of my league. It wasn’t that I felt I didn’t belong or anything like that, just that their idea of entertainment was founded on most of them being over level 1000, ...
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