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... nt nestled in the heart of Caerywn.
Warm rays lit up the polished wood floors of the ground level, where elegant tables had been arranged in neat rows, each adorned with simple centerpieces of crystal vases and freshly-picked flowers.
Alaric stood on the second floor—a space meant not for dining, but for secrecy. Here, behind a set of reinforced doors and layered concealment spells, the real heart of the operation was brewing.
Soy sauce.
It didn’t sound dramatic, ...
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