Chapter 30
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- Kiriv’s POV
- As the heavy doors swung open, Ethurnail strode into the room, his scarves wrapped tightly around his face. Following closely behind, our uncle stomped his feet. Ethurnail’s chest heaved as he motioned his feet toward me, then, dramatically, he flopped himself into the chair. Removing his head scarf, he declared firmly, “We need to talk!”