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... he study. I shot him a glare, trying to wave him off, but he only tapped his wrist in silent insistence. Fine. I ignored him and slipped into the study, pausing in a narrow hallway just off the guarded corridor.
The small passage was dim, lined with an ornate dark cabinet that loomed against the wall, its surface crowded with dust and shadows. A wrought iron candelabrum perched atop it, its candles burned low, wax pooling like frozen tears. From here, I could just make out the murmur of ...
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