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... t stifled, not solemn, just a profound sense of steadiness hung in the air. It was the kind of silence that thrived not from absence, but from the comforting weight of presence. Each steady breath and heartbeat seemed to echo softly around the room.
Severus Shafiq sat curled in a well-worn corner armchair by the hearth, his legs crossed in a relaxed manner, his head tilted at just the right angle to appear casual. The flickering firelight danced across the buckle of his wand holster, cas ...
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