author:Not ten strings, ple
state:in the series
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A grave, aged voice sounded from beyond the iron gates. It was a special intonation drawn out with length, the peculiar accent unique to the people of the capital city—elvish.,“—— I thought you’d be a little later, Ms. Hayna.”,It was then that she realized she had made an elderly man wait at the door for two hours in the winter evening.。