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... s from the common hall.
He strode into the gardens, the evening air sharp with jasmine and damp earth, a welcome slap against the stuffy weight of the palace.
Dusk had settled, the sky a bruised violet slashed with amber, and the gardens sprawled out, hedges dark with dew, stone paths crunching under his boots.
Mira’s barb from the corridors still burned in his ears. "Hiding already?", but out here, it was just noise.
He wasn’t hiding; he was hunting, restless and ...
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