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He Knew Her
"What brings you here, brother?" He asked with a furrow between his brows, standing in the doorway. Keegan proceeded into the room, forcing Malkar out of the way as he brushed pass his shoulder. Malkar grunted his disapproval, then shut the door. The flickering torchlight cast long, grotesque shadows across the richly furnished room. Malkar was clad in a loose silk robe. But with the goblet on his table, Keegan could tell he'd been drinking before his arrival. "Is there something you require of me?" Malkar's voice was laced with icy politeness, a stark contrast to the turmoil churning within him. His brother had never spared him a 'friendly' visit. The very few times he'd come to his room was when he was there to confront him. And right there, Malkar had a hint on what tonight's confro
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