Finn led the cat Lyra into the lobby, commencing a tour of his humble establishment. He had been quite pleased with the manor at first, but as he showed her the eatery, the lounge, and the back garden, Clio’s words echoed in his mind. The Hotel, she’d said, was at most acceptable for those at the Praxis Formation. Lyra was clearly far beyond that. He had no idea what requirements a being of her power might have, nor how he was expected to meet
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