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"Weren't the two of them… allies?" I muttered.
The effeminate duke had drawn Botis' blessing through Biblio. Even if no camaraderie bound them, the two had always thrived in the Empire's shadows together. I had seen moments of friction between them. However, before a threat like Leandro, I thought they would compromise easily.
Rena tilted her head. "I'm not so sure."
She swept aside the stack of papers on the table, then drew several reports from a drawer. Spreading one open, she revealed a finely painted portrait of a woman with bold features and heavy makeup.
"Lawrence Tartier. Obsessed with wealth to the point of ridicule, terrified of anything that might smear her makeup… a ridiculous human, perhaps. But…"
She turned the page.
"Fourteen years, Empire's First Sword. Eleven years, head of the Imperial Special Commission. Had she openly opposed Leandro, balance would have demanded that T&T step into an all-out war."
"So the effeminate...
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