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... lace thrummed with life—a warm, sickly music of laughter, the slap of dice, the murmur of lovers and the soft clink of coin.
Lanterns swung on ropes, painting the rafters in moving gold; perfumed fumes wound through the air, sweet and cloying.
Servants and patrons filled the lower halls, but Aric and Serina took stairs that led upward, away from the common rooms and toward the nobles' section—the private suites where men who paid for discretion thought themselves safest.
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