With his cheek pressed against the worn leather of the armchair, Finn whispered apologies into the silence, his voice choked with emotion. He clutched the armrest, his knuckles white, as he awaited judgement from Master Alistair. The only sound was the rhythmic tick-tock of the grandfather clock in the corner, marking the agonizing passage of time.
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