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... ... and the sound of fading footsteps.
Sigh.
Well, whatever.
I’m not in the mood to play hide and seek in the woods with some sneaky noblewoman or peeping maid. If someone wants to spy, they can at least be decent enough to trip over a root and fall flat on their face. That would be entertaining.
But no.
Just silence and vague melodrama.
I finish my bath, toweling off with the cloth I stashed under the usual rock, and begin the slow, miserable proc ...
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