"Thou'rt excused, Vincent Amorason, if thou couldst explain how thou brought this accident about?" Hrimhari asks quietly. His hands still stroke his daughter's fur, but he's certainly looking at Vincent. It helps that he saw where you were standing just now, little boy. "T'would be best to know before the body is disposed of."
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