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... lean of dust and memory.
Kio had cleared it himself—moved the crates, the salted meats, the sacks of sugar and rice—leaving only a single cushion in the center, soft and worn, and coils of rope, their black fibers gleaming faintly in the candlelight.
The tavern above slumbered, its hearth cold, the air thick with oak, wax, and the faint tang of polished iron, a sacred stillness settling over the space.
Mira stood in the doorway, her bronze skin flushed, her red hair spill ...
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