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... f the clock and the soft, steady breathing beside me.
The heavy leather sofa, usually reserved for brooding over tactical maps or reading ancient grimories, had become a makeshift bed.
"Lucien..."
Ariana stirred in my arms, her head resting on my chest. Her ivory hair was a tangled mess, fanned out like a halo of silk. Her glasses lay forgotten on the desk, reflecting the moonlight filtering through the curtains.
"Are you awake?" I whispered, running my hand down ...
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