Roic waved a hand toward the imposing stone pile of Vorkosigan House rising above the high, bare trees on its grounds. It was hard to get used to hearing voices in his head. de Festis Christi. That had to be his former law partner's voice.
Gregory, Dial. That's it? Devon was in love with a clerk? Vyrl had expected more. She shrugged. I can't believe I let you talk me into this.
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