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Aldaan hadn’t expected to be whisked off the street by armed thugs that evening, but one of them had used the code word Calar had given him.
They dragged him in to the backroom of an inn, shoved him to his knees, and left.
A ‘mysterious stranger’ spoke from the shadows. “You are in my power - obey me if you wish to live. To start, take off your clothes.”
Aldaan manifested his sword, crossing the distance in an instant to hold it to Calar’s throat.
“I’m in charge here now. Get on your knees.”
Calar smiled and licked his lips.