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... the front of his tunic to smooth the fabric, even though it had already been perfectly arranged. There was no real choice here—not for someone like him.
He was deep in their territory now, a guest in name, but a captive in truth. Whatever freedom he had was only what they allowed him to keep.
His steps fell into rhythm behind the servant’s quiet stride. The man’s back remained straight, his posture elegant but unassuming, like someone trained to never cast a shadow larger than t ...
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