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As Dorian takes his drink, Imperia places her hand upon the mug, holding it in place. The excess beer spills over Dorian’s lips, drenching his clothing.

“Were someone like Tirush here, you’d be quivering in your boots.” Imperia sits upon the couch across from from Dorian. Her emotions shown through, a nerve was definitely touched. “I’m beginning to understand her fierce attitude.”