INTERLUDE IN SPACE 22. that's what kings are for. And now Randu turned his troubled face full upon the psychologist. The gods are good, then.
\parThe aide saluted crisply and left. He heard the crash of steel on wood, which could only meanone thing. \par I have no need of artificial aids in that respect, sir. Ser Jorah, remove Whitebeard from mypresence.
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