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... until the heat bit into sore muscles and the blood slid away in dark ribbons, until the echo of violence stopped clinging to his skin like a second shadow. Steam burned the smell of war out of his lungs. Ether hum quieted under heat and soap and the stubborn act of staying in one place long enough to feel human again.
By the time he stepped back into their wing, the manor had settled into true silence.
He opened the bedroom door carefully.
Rafael was asleep. He’d curled ...
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