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... the grand hall of the estate, a breeze stirred the curtains by the windows, drawing ripples in the fabric like waves on a still pond.
The open glass panes creaked softly in the wind. Dust danced lazily in sunbeams.
On a plush leather sofa, Doflamingo reclined in a white shirt, his head tilted back, a book covering his face.
"No... no... NO!!"
Suddenly, he jolted violently from sleep, lurching forward with ragged gasps, his forehead beaded with cold sweat.
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