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Behind His Back
Chaol's tapping of feet was pestilential. The group irked in annoyance as they listened at the count's despicable destruction of quiet and peace. With their head leaning against the benches, Yvonne could not help but snap at him for it.
"My Lord. It's ironic how you called us obnoxious earlier and yet now, you are tapping your feet like a drum. Do you hate us that much?"
Chaol ignored her and stopped it.
"Thank goodness." Yvonne sighed.
Owl did not seem to hiss at the woman. For that instance, he hated to admit it, but he too- felt distressed at the tapping of his feet. It was maddening.
Everyone was grateful for Yvonne. She had just liberated their ears from their master's ridiculous un
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