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... was pointed toward her room in the dormitory provided for her.
The corridor stretched long and quiet beneath high stone arches, lantern light flickering against polished floors. Outside the tall windows, the evening sky was deepening into indigo, and somewhere beyond the walls, the training grounds still carried faint echoes of clashing steel.
She was tired.
Not the kind of tired that came from swinging a sword.
This was the tired that came from being watched. ...
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