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The dull scent of herbs and faint hum of arcane wards filled the air. He lay in the infirmary, wrapped in bandages and bathed in soft candlelight. The windows were dim, suggesting it was either early morning or deep into the night.
He tried to sit up—and winced. His body ached in places he didn't know could ache. Muscles screamed. Ribs protested. But he was alive.
His gaze shifted to the right.
Sera sat in a chair beside his bed, hunched forward with her head res ...
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