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Kristi sighed as she picked up on her father's desire for a stronger sleeping draft. She was surprised he hadn't stocked something more potent in his private stores. She rose to her feet and brushed the dirt from he rrobes before opening one of the oak doors and walking down to the dungeons. She walked into the office and began to collect the ingredients she'd need.
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