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... for without his consent.
For a second he didn’t know where he was. The ceiling was too high. The light was too soft. The air smelled like expensive wood and clean linen with faint pheromones underneath it. The pheromones, restrained and familiar now, threaded through the room like a quiet claim.
Then he shifted, and the truth arranged itself around him.
He was on Arion’s sofa, wrapped in a robe that looked like it belonged to an imperial chapel rather than a living room. ...
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