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... e of a narrow table next to a massive fireplace that lit up the room without the need for candles. Once the fire was alive again, the room became hot enough that Leonor removed her shawl and tied up her hair with a ribbon.
She settled into her couch, reading a book about Montclair and occasionally sipping out of the chalice that sat within arm’s reach.
Desmond did the same except his book was an account of monsters in the past. He couldn’t imagine a world where they ran rampant. ...
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