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... at their table, surrounded by the lively hum of the inn. The air was thick with the scent of different beverages and meals, mingling with the occasional burst of laughter from the drunk patrons. Most of the men here were already deep into their cups.
Philip was at another table, engrossed in conversation with a group of merchants. He held a glass of spiced rum in his hand, his cheeks flushed and his eyes bright with enthusiasm. It seemed he’d taken a liking to the local drink. Meanwhile, ...
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