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... the glow from the silver lamps paint soft highlights along the edges of his jaw. The private lounge never failed to impress: walls lined in deep plum silk, small framed mirrors catching the light, and an unobtrusive harp melody drifting in from somewhere overhead. He caught a faint flutter of rose-scented air every time the nearby ventilation rune exhaled, mingling with the warmth of fresh tea that rested on a side table.
Across from him, Estella sat upright, posture elegant but clearly ...
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