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Chapter 56
Clearing his throat at such an uninvited question, Marcus looked at Rithambara to weigh the seriousness of the matter and to his dismay, her eyes were seized on his face.
Since it was afternoon now, sun rays were diverted from their original position. In order to seek the warmth in such an uncomfortable situation, Marcus moved his chair towards sunlight and once again cleared his throat. The only fragile sound dominating the room was Justus's soft snores.
Though the question was void of any philosophy or difficulty, Marcus still didn't have any particular answers of it.
Since he couldn't come up with a fitting reply, he did the smartest thing he could and instead of answering her question, he threw a question back, " What makes you ask this? "
Through Marcus's tensed body posture and a counter question, Rithambara was certain that this particular question had
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