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Look her in the eye. “Triple pay.”
“Double.”
“Quadruple.”
“You’re supposed to meet in the middle when you haggle, darling.”
I say nothing, but I don’t break the gaze.
There’s silence, and then Ellanher gives a small, acceding laugh. Delicate and refined, still so strange to hear emerging from that powerful physique of hers. “Triple, then. But no extra
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can handle this,” Mercy said.
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amenable,”