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... a moment to adjust the stars in his vision, he peered around the familiar setting. A lounging area to his left, while he rested on the massive bed upon the platform. A roaring fire kept the room warm, though he felt a chill in his bones that no number of blankets or layers could chase away.
It was his bedroom...in the Winter Court.
Hollis sat up instantly and ignored the blur of his vision as he sucked in a deep breath. There was a pressure against his head, and in his confusion, ...
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