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Chapter 1
I don"t know why I thought that this was going to be a good idea, but now I"m standing in the middle of a huge shop with mock-up rooms and baskets of all kinds of semi-useful trinkets with a three-thousand-year-old formerly cursed warlock who wants to explore everything, I"m realising that it might not be. And yet I can"t stop the grin from spreading over my face as he hurries over to the novelty bookshelf. "We can"t get that," I say. "I do not want it," Azíl responds. "But I have never seen anything like it." I shake my head in bemusement. "You"ve said that about something in every fake room we"ve been in so far." "And I mean it. Why do they even create the rooms like this?" He looks around. "I imagine it makes people buy things. If you can see the cauldron in situ in a kitchen desi
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