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Placing her hand gently on Thantos' arm, D'Aleen asks curiously...
"My Lord, I saw you reading over some missives earlier. What is this about a poem about a cat? Do you not trust it? Should we not trust it?"
Slanting a look at the cat, the elf looks from it to the tall knight.
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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