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Chapter 310: Night Shopping
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... nterns were dimming across Westmont's lanes. A soft breeze rolled through the streets, sending whispers across banners and tugging gently at his coat.
Most shopkeepers had begun turning their wooden signs to CLOSED, and the last of the lingering shoppers were already on their way home. freewebnøvel.coɱ
But Damien wasn't quite finished.
He still had one stop left.
His last three visits had been efficient, if nothing else. The second shop—a compact herbalist run by ...
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