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Chapter Two-3
Master? Ootapi spoke so softly, Konrad almost missed his utterance altogether in the noisy theatre. Yes, dear serpent? There followed a short silence. Then Ootapi said: Dear? Wretched shade? Is that more to your liking? Yes. I spoke sarcastically, if that makes you feel better. A great deal. Thank you, Master. You are most welcome. Silence again. Was there something? Konrad prompted. Yes, Master. And? What was it? Of all things the loveliest. Specifically…? A corpse, Master, fresh and fair. A… oh. He was surprised, briefly, into silence. It is… a murdered corpse, I suppose? Oh, yes! Quite murdered, and carefully hidden. Murders did not typically follow the Malykant around. It was his job to follow them. Konrad looked hard at Nanda. What a coincidence, that she should
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