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Rightful

“What’s the rush?” Viridian asked. “Don’t you listen?”

Of course, Leandros listened, but he didn't care for the words of a drunk. Another man crossed the hall, climbing onto the table.

“I've had enough of this!” He cried. “It's been fifteen years! Fifteen years of playing this game with her. Fiftee...