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... drummed like festival taiko. She is still here… five steps away…
A soft creak of leather, then the faint jingle of a sword‑belt unhooked. Cerys padded across the carpet, her boots silent hunters. Warm lamplight trimmed her silhouette; red ponytail a flick of flame, shoulders squared beneath travel‑stained cuirass.
"Sleeping beauty." The words brushed his ear, velvety and teasing. Breath warmed the shell, sent a shiver down his spine. A fingertip traced the edge of his jaw, slow ...
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