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... his throat and died there.
With great effort, he managed to peel his eyes open and take in his surroundings.
He recognised the room he'd booked in the brothel, although it was distinctively more dishevelled than he remembered.
With a groan, he managed to free himself of the sheets coiling around his middle and sat up in bed.
The room looked like a herd of stampeding horses had gone through it, toppling everything, and even breaking a wine jar. Its spilled content ...
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