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... moved, his expensive white boots gleaming incongruously against the grimy, uneven floor. The royal elven dress he wore, elegant and immaculate, seemed entirely out of place in such surroundings. Yet, despite the discomfort evident in his expression, he voiced no complaint, his demeanor disciplined.
Durathiel walked with his arms clasped behind his back. His path led him to the mouth of a cave. Without hesitation, he stepped inside.
He reached the center of the cave and stopped, ...
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