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... l had purchased in haste. It was a relentless, gray downpour that turned the world outside into a blurred painting of mud and water. Inside, the air was cold and gloomy.
Carcel sat on the edge of the bed. He wore a loose silk robe, his chest bare, his hair uncombed. He looked like a man who had gone twelve rounds with a prize-fighter and lost.
There was a soft knock on the door.
"The doctor is here, Your Grace," said Lloyd, Carcel’s aide. Lloyd stood by the door, his face ...
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