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... ne walls that had heard too many confessions. The silence of flickering torchlight that could not quite burn away the shadows.
The silence of men standing in the wake of disaster, each waiting for the other to break.
Baron Meliodas stood stiff, his jaw set so tightly it seemed his teeth might splinter.
Aethal shifted restlessly, his boots scraping against the polished floor, eyes darting to Aiden as if demanding sense be restored. And Aiden—
Aiden giggled.
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