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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Impolite Society
Elise awoke late the next morning, sometime around eighth bell, in a puddle of her own drool. She opened one eye, the other smushed shut against her pillow and the roundness of her cheek, and grumbled a bit at the stiffness in her shoulder as she pushed herself up into a sitting position. Then, after she’d had a few minutes to stare into space as her brain caught up to the present, she remembered Astredian. “Oh, crap.” Elise said, smacking her forehead with her palm before she grabbed her fanny pack and summoned her communication earring. It was flashing. It had probably been flashing all night, knowing the guild commander. She quickly affixed the earring to her ear, and said “Hello? Astredian?” Astredian started awake at the sound of a voice rather closer to his ear than usual, and ca
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