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... entirely too smug for the next morning.
It barged through the curtains like an uninvited relative, spilling golden light across the bed where Lucein lay sprawled, tangled in sheets that had clearly surrendered all dignity hours ago.
His hair looked like he’d fought a hurricane. And lost. His throat was raw, his legs... well, we’re not even going to talk about those.
"I didn’t even sleep a wink..." Lucein mumbled.
From somewhere in the room came a low, satisfied hu ...
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