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... ten what silence felt like.
The late morning light filtered through the curtains, brushing against the edge of the bed and turning the air a soft, diluted gold. The world beyond the windows had faint traces of movement, a cart somewhere in the courtyard, and a servant’s voice lost in the distance, but everything inside was still.
Christopher woke first.
For a long moment, he couldn’t place where he was. His body, still tuned to tension, registered only warmth and weight. ...
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