Coatleque sat at the bar sipping at the water and idly listening to those behind her. She was trained to follow many conversations at once, but tonight one was now standing out, drowning the rest. Her ears began to burn as the unknown woman addressed Warren, and the Knight shifted uncomfortably on the stool.
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