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... t from a single oil lamp made faint shadows on the stone walls.
The air smelled faintly of ink and parchment, mingled with the richer scent of wood smoke from the hearth. Around him, his trusted gathered as they seemed to do so much now. Serina stood by the window, one arm resting on the sill as she gazed out into the quiet evening streets of the capital.
Hitoshi sat with his hands clasped over the head of his cane, his expression pensive. Viscount Kael leaned against a nearby sh ...
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