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... golden warmth across the dark wood paneling, casting long shadows that swayed like silent spectators to his thoughts. Yet his mind refused to settle on matters of state or magic, it circled back to Sythara: the way her crimson robe had draped over her form like liquid silk, the deliberate grace in her gait, and that faint, exotic musk that lingered in the air long after she had gone. There was something primal about his interest. An instinctive recognition of a predator in another form, but ben ...
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