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... balanced by a whisper of floral sweetness.
He could taste the effort in it, not perfection, but earnest precision. A touch too long on the steep, maybe, but it gave the flavor more weight, more soul.
The aftertaste lingered like a memory, soft, elusive, but comforting.
In his mind, the words formed on their own.
Quiet resolve… rushed action… and just the tiniest pinch of stubborn pride.
He glanced at Lotus over the rim of the cup, thoughtful.
Then ...
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