Since he was not used to parties and ceremonies, the murmurs in the hall blotted the ease that once napped on his shoulders, making him change his weight on his chair to lessen the discomfort. It made him wonder how much time people wasted on luxury when they could spend the same amount of time making inventions and impacting the lives of the society and country. What would his father say? Did he like parties too? No, that was impossible. He had known Claudius since he could breathe. The man rarely never talks about parties. It was the same reason why Damian cannot understand birthdays. He had never celebrated one himself. It was a waste of time and resources. And time was precious. If people could hold on to every moment of their lives, they would discover how many millions they could make, instead of parting and wasting their lives.
Dorin veered the air pipe on his nose and returned his att
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