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... walls as Zara swept inside.
With a flick of her wrist, she tossed her cloak aside, the fabric flaring dramatically before pooling on the floor like spilled ink.
She paced the tight space, restless as a caged wolf, her boots scuffing the worn wooden planks.
The room glowed soft and intimate, candlelight flickering from a stub on a rickety table, casting shadows that danced across the uneven walls.
A creaky bed sat in the corner, its frame groaning faintly under it ...
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