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The master of the household woke up to loud thuds and metallic banging of utensils. Because of Chaol's heightened hearing senses, he could almost hear every frequency of the scraping of metal. The male sloppily gets up and rubs his tired forehead.
He was feeling dizzy, he was never good at tolerating alcohol like Owl did, but he manages. He ran his fingers over his dark hair and stretched his neck.
He starts to get up and stretch more, then he fixes his bed and gets out of his room. What in the world was going on and why is he hearing such an unbearable sound of scraping?
He walks towards the corridors and dragged his feet onto the kitchen and peeked.
It was morning and everyone is awake.
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