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... ne it. He’d gone to the Zacharias? For what? Attention?
She stood frozen, trying to process the sheer stupidity of it all. It took a solid minute of mental buffering before her brain kicked back into gear, and she realized what needed to be done.
Muttering a half-hearted excuse to the small, disgruntled werewolves she’d been talking to, she bolted toward Thorin’s office, knocking only as a formality before barging right in.
Privacy was overrated in a crisis, right?
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