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... no longer resembled the hurried, standing meals of wartime, where commanders leaned over maps with bread forgotten in their hands and reports delivered between mouthfuls. Now, servants moved at an unhurried pace, placing dishes with quiet precision, refilling cups before they were emptied, the soft clink of porcelain a steady, civilized counterpoint to the memory of clashing steel.
In turn, Killan had taken to joining Aya for meals in her chambers.
It was a quiet shift at first, ...
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