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... tly, as though the night itself might object if he spoke too loudly.
"Yes," Salviana whispered.
Her head rested on his shoulder, light but trusting, as if she had finally allowed herself to be held by the moment.
The wind moved gently across the bridge, carrying the scent of water and stone, and above them the stars hung like distant witnesses—steady, patient, unchanged.
Alaric rose slowly, careful not to startle her. He turned toward her and offered his hands. Sh ...
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