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In the family wing there were private rooms. The places that weren’t for show. Offices, bedrooms, personal spaces, in essence, it was the heartbeat of the house.
He walked straight through the courtyard with his boots crunching on the pebbled path, past the sapling that still radiated life, and stepped up onto the wooden floorboards of the final side.
The first door he opened was dead center. Wide frame, larger than the others. He slid it ...
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