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... walking into a room already filled with arguments not yet spoken aloud.
The doors closed behind her with a muted thud. The air inside was warm, thick with spice and roasted meat, the low golden light from the chandeliers reflecting off polished obsidian walls.
The room was grand—far too much so for the five people it could comfortably seat. But tonight, only three places were filled.
Her eyes immediately found the one face that made the tension loosen around her spine. ...
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